I have absolutely no idea what my weekly weigh-in revealed as my family, father and I spent this past week on the beautiful island of Aruba…what a trip!!!! I left my friend, Lucy, (my scale) at home to collect dust!
Since we arrived home just about two hours ago, I am going to post a nugget God dropped in my heart prior to our airplane went “wheels up” and headed south!
God revealed my weekly nugget through my first baby, Romeo. Romeo caught my heart the moment I laid my eyes on him 13 years ago at the Houston County Animal Shelter. He’s been my baby ever since. The white hair that surrounds his nose and teeth is not a result of the stress of me being his mother…oh no, that’s because my baby’s old. He’s about fourteen years old which equates to 98 in dog years.
My baby naps more than a newborn. He has three favorite positions: one – sleeping on the sunspot on whichever step has the most sun to give, two – sleeping on his bed (our old bedroom comforter) in our bedroom or three – sleeping on the landing between the second and third floor, because, basically, that’s where he could be most in the way!
Here Romeo is, posed in position #2:
My camera flash disturbed him, so seconds later, he circled umpteenth times, repositioned himself, and the whole process clearly exhausted him. Here he is mid-yawn, (I guess napping is seriously fatiguing – I wouldn’t know!):
Here he is in posed position #3:
Isn’t he CUTE?!?!
When God dropped this week’s blog theme, here’s the very next photo of Romeo…almost as if my four legged baby was reading my mind – no?
Did he just stick his tongue out at me?
We wrongly joke that Romeo is lazy. No, he’s old and suffers from terrible arthritis and allergies. He’s the sweetest little guy (except at the vet, sorry Dr. Drew!). This is the same dog, years ago, that used to inspire me to run further and harder as we pressed up the hills and streets of Georgia. I don’t want to call my baby lazy, but the boy doesn’t even get up to greet us when he hears the garage door open anymore!
Which is a round about way to arrive at the nugget God laid on my heart, “Goodbye Mrs. Lazy Bones”. I deeply desire to progress. In my pursuit to lose physical weight, God revealed I have emotional and spiritual house cleaning to do. AKA: Laziness not required.
Cleaning requires work. I can’t hope or wish my tumble weeds of dog fur away. They need to be sucked up into my vacuum (so I can do it again next week!). Similarly, I cannot hope grief away. Or wish the last pounds and body fat percentages away. I cannot be lazy nor apathetic. God demands more and so I demand more for myself also.
So the former Mrs. Lazy Bones needs to keep going. My persistent attempts to get our current maid (me) fired have failed. My husband insists that she’s adequate. Despite my pleas that she has an attitude, chronically leaves crumbs on the floor, periodically dusts with a dust buster and/or babywipe, combines our colors and whites laundry in the effort to time manage, she stinks! Well, since my husband blatantly refuses to fire me, I need to sign off for now and get to work!
Take an honest inventory. Is there an area in your life where you’d like to say, “Goodbye Ms. Lazy Bones”? Maybe it’s not your physical side of your life, maybe it’s your spiritual or emotional part? Your answer is another step in your walk with Christ. Through this, I pray this scripture for you,
May you experience the love of Christ, though it is so great you will never fully understand it. Then you will be filled with the fullness of life and power that comes from God. Ephesians 3:19 NLT
