I follow on Instagram a body coach. His page is so inspiriting because it takes normal people who are desperate to lose weight and change their figure and puts them through a straightforward daily plan of eating and exercise that they have to follow. He advocates throwing away the scales and instead taking photos of the change. Honestly it’s remarkable. Some of the testimonials of peoples lives over just a 3 month process are astounding. BUT here’s the thing: it wasn’t the vision that got them the results. It was the daily choice of surrender to a practical, accountable plan. They didn’t get transformation because they believed it could happen; they actually did something repeatedly which brought about that transformation.
Marriages are being pushed to the limits and loneliness is a daily experience for many. The risk of getting ill from coronavirus for many has become a secondary fear to the pressure of the pot. But, here is the thing. Instapots make the best stews. There is something about the pressure environment that the Father uses to bring to the surface things that were hidden.
“2nd song: Danger Zone, Kenny Loggins (from Top Gun), 1986.
And again, the Lord is with me. I don’t know how to explain it, but I was on fire. I couldn’t be stopped. No one could stop me. Shredding electric guitars were blazing in my head. I’m back. It’s like when Moses had to lift his arms to win the battle. Kenny Loggins was holding up my arms. Thank you, Kenny.”
“And because we don’t know how to do it, we just don’t do it. Shame sneaks in and rather than choosing communion, we choose condemnation. So we quietly go away, hoping no one sees us, to perfect something that we aren’t going to try to do.”
“The seed has to die before the roots can grow deep…”