And really, it doesn’t matter the words…only that we turn to Him through it all.
Hey there! I’m Mikala—a family doctor, wife, mother of 5, well-being advocate, and author of the books Ordinary on Purpose and Everything I Wish I Could Tell You About Midlife. Each month my writing reaches millions of women, but I am thrilled to be connecting with YOU. I’m truly grateful to have you here!
All in Faith
And really, it doesn’t matter the words…only that we turn to Him through it all.
Somehow, when I stopped striving and pretending, a beautiful life of connection and love and faith had room to emerge. And now I know.: “Perfect” is pretend.
Yep, I think this is the year to grow a little closer to the best version of ME I can be. And LOVE me.
I’m going to declare a job well done (even if a few things are left undone). And I’m going to prepare my heart for the coming of a Savior.
Well…life’s pendulum swung back when I wasn’t looking and knocked me clean on my ass. Like a wrecking ball.
Because all this hustle and bustle? And all this stuff to DO? It means I’m really living this good, hard, ordinary life.
In tiny glimpses, it ALL feels like enough. My life. This hard, broken world. Me, even.
God knows what He is doing. He always has! He knew from the beginning EXACTLY what my weaknesses would be. And He has never left me alone.
Because usually it’s in my pain that I’m reminded of His ridiculous, unending, unfailing love.
I remember with confidence…my heart belongs to Jesus. And I shout in reply…Who am I???
Life is complicated and messy and hard. Yet sometimes the beauty of an ordinary moment quite nearly takes my breath away.
Stop ‘handing it over’ then continuing to lose sleep and micromanage what you’ve placed in God’s hands.
God, soften their hearts. God, fill all the holes. God, lead them and guide them and hold them every single moment of every single day of their lives.
The DO-ing won’t ever be enough. Not for Jesus. That’s not what He’s looking for, really. Over and over and over, He invites me to something deeper.
He just goes on loving me anyway. Forgiving me anyway. Waiting for me to return to Him. Again.
He reminds me even in his death, there is more. Something SO MUCH MORE!! May we do the best job we can while we’re here. To serve. And be kind. To seek joy in the ordinary. And love with everything we have.