Oh Ye of little faith! It’s very easy to doubt, even one or more of the disciples had their moments. That’s when and where your faith comes in, and it must come above all else.
For just a moment, let’s go back to kindergarten and have a little lesson in the alphabet. The letter B comes before D. In the same way, belief will overcome doubt; try as you might, there will be days when the alphabet seems backwards.
If you do find yourself in a season of doubt, ask the Holy Spirit to come and put clarity on your heart. Immerse yourself in ways that lift your faith and that in turn will help to restore your belief in God and in His will for your life.
Romans 12:1 Tells us to “be transformed by the renewing of your mind.” Engaging in prayer and practices of faith are one way to renew your mind spiritually. Other ways are community groups, bible studies, and a commitment to consistent time for personal prayer.
Feed your belief and let your doubt starve; God will be there to lift you up and love you in a way you never dreamed!
Have a story to share about how you let go of your doubt, share in the comments.
I chose this photograph to represent the blog because of it’s imperfection as well as it’s beauty. As you will learn from my stories, the caterpillar’s struggle is real just as real as our own and scars are in inevitable. If you look closely at the tip of the butterflies right wing in this photo, you will notice a piece of it missing. Of course it’s hard to say when and how this happened, but that really doesn’t matter anyway. What matters is that the butterfly is still vibrant and able to fly. More importantly, that imperfection which we see is a reflection of a triumph through pain whether it occurred before, during or after total transformation.
You can call this the Calm After the Storm; Broken is Beautiful; From Ashes to Light; and so many other things…I see wonder! Amazement! Transformation! Inspiration! and God’s Beauty.
The grief of loss may have you broken, but those virtues are still inside. All it takes is a little elbow grease, hugs from friends, a few positive words of encouragement and you will emerge just as beautiful as you can be!
I hope you find healing in your own metamorphosis and enjoy being a member of the Out of The Chrysalis community. ~Kimberly
Tomorrow I run! My first 5K of the season and third all time. I’m no Forrest Gump but I will do my best. The path is unknown I will have to look for the route markers and stay the course. I will need to delve deep into my energy reserves, focus on my breathing, concentrate on my surroundings, and eventually cross the finish line. If you close your eyes and repeat the italicized text, I promise you can apply that to any life experience.
Being emotional in public can be awkward but when I run no one really notices. Could be the wind or the sun in my eyes. So why do I cry when I run? I asked myself that same question the first time my purple shoes hit the pavement. I answered the question as I crossed the finish line.
Reaching a goal no matter how small can be food enough to fill your soul for a lifetime. Nearly 8 years go I had a fire lit inside me and at the time I had no idea where it was going to take me. I did not know that it was meant to prepare me for the struggle ahead. I didn’t have a plotted route, or even a clue of what I was about to face. Reflecting on it now, I am certain the opportunity that was placed in my hands and lit the fire, was the gift of strength. Something I had not yet possessed.
I have two caterpillars in little cups beginning to shed into the chrysalis. Every day I watch their activity and I don’t have to wonder what that struggle feels like, because the human struggle is the same. The caterpillar does not know that The path is unknown and will have to look for the route markers and stay the course; will need to delve deep into energy reserves, focus on breathing, concentrate on surroundings, and eventually cross the finish line into complete transformation.
After the struggle, accomplishment will become its focus. The beauty it represents will be appreciated by many and its inner light will shine bright!
I won’t be completely transformed when I cross the finish line tomorrow. I still have many more runs to complete, each one adding fuel to my fire.
Can you compare a struggle to that of a caterpillar? Please share in comments.