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Lessons in Dumpster Diving

Last Monday wasn’t the best Monday.

I woke in anticipation of the short week ahead and all the Thanksgiving activities.

However, it ended in tears and sorrow in my heart.

Last Monday I accidentally threw something away I shouldn’t have.

It left Will and I digging through our yucky trash bin searching for it amidst wet, smelly, disgustingness.

It wasn’t my best moment.

It also wasn’t my only moment.

Girls, I have an innate knack for screwing things up.

I’ve mentioned it a million times on this blog. I’d probably forget my head if it wasn’t screwed on.

I plow through life, often forgetting important things. As Beth Moore often says- I’m blonder than I pay to be!

I certainly don’t mean to. I truly have good intentions.

Oddly enough, the good Lord blessed me with a husband that pays.attention.to.everything.

He should be an auditor.

With all the recent changes in the B-Love house, Will has a lot on his plate and really needs my help.

I let him down last week, and our dumpster diving was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Once we (thankfully) retrieved the lost items, Will laid into me about his frustration.

“You say you want more responsibility so you can help me out, but you can’t even be trusted with what you have now!”

Along with a few more similar sentiments.

I let him down.

His words stung and made me feel like an awful wife. They didn’t hurt because he was wrong, they hurt because he was right.

I should be better. This isn’t something new for me.  I need to work harder at paying attention.

What’s more, I couldn’t help but also hear the words of Hebrews 5 ring in my ears,

“For though by this time you ought to be teachers, you need someone to teach you again the first principles of the oracles of God; and you have come to need milk and not solid food. For everyone who partakes only of milk is unskilled in the word of righteousness, for he is a babe. But solid food belongs to those who are of full age, that is, those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil. (‭Hebrews‬ ‭5‬:‭12-14‬ NKJV)”

Just as I ask Will for more, I do the same with God.

I can’t help but feel there is a major parallel.

I keep asking for more and more, feeling I’m ready.

Not so fast. 

God has entrusted me with this life and this family. The truth is, I need to focus on perfecting those things before He puts more on my plate.

I need to be better about taking pleasure in my daily tasks and going out of my way to serve Will and be a blessing instead of a burden.

I need to encourage Him in the Lord instead of grumbling under my breath.

I need to have eyes that see ways to help out instead of glazing through everything...and throwing away important stuff.

I keep praying for opportunities for God to use me.

Praying for opportunities to store up treasures in Heaven so I have something to lay at his feet one day.

Praying for a ministry so I can carry out the “good works He’s prepared in advance for me to do.”

The truth is, He’s given me each and every one of these things under my own roof.

At my office.

When I’m grocery shopping.

I knew that already, but I guess I was hoping for more.

What’s funny, is that I’m not sure I’m ready for more. I have a lot to work on right now.

More will come, but I need to focus on what I have right now.

Some of our greatest ministry can come under our own roofs.

As silly as it sounds, I guess I felt like that didn’t count.

However, the Bible is very clear that God searches the intent of our heart. He also commands us to do everything as unto Him.

Even being a wife or pushing paper at work all day.

When we have a heart attitude focused on pleasing Him, it doesn’t go unnoticed.

I’ve started praying more specific prayers about being a better helpmate and paying better attention.

I desire to worship God with what he’s given me today, and pray the added responsibilities will come in due time.

So yeah. Will and I went dumpster diving last week. Thanksgiving togetherness, ya’ll.

If you’re feeling like you’re ready for more but stuck in park, hang on. Be faithful with what He has given and trust Him to multiply.

Thanks for listening today. ❤️

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brittny I'm B-Love. Lover of God, my husband Will, my doggies, OU football, weight training, plyometrics healthy eating (mostly!), peanut butter, and all things health related. Buckle up and get ready for my constant embarrassing moments, health and fitness tips,and my effort to rely on Christ while living life in the real world. Follow me on Feedly! Sign up for monthly emails at blove@theblovelife.com!


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