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Wednesday Wind Down: 5920

Hello, Sweethearts!

On social media this week, I shared my love for construction as the 5920 Bridge Project announced completion (I’m @thewritewade on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter if you want to check out my ode to their work). Most don’t know that little fact about me and I decided to take the insight a bit further on the blog. After all, who hasn’t undergone a construction season? Below are four lessons to refresh your spirit.

  1. You can’t rush it. Reconstructing the interstate junction didn’t start the first day that workers stepped onto the grounds. It began as a thought… an intangible construct that foreshadowed the negative impact of stagnation. The engineers did their research. The consultants gave their wisdom. The construction workers deciphered the plan. Although the 5920 Bridge Project was completed ahead of schedule, parts of the process couldn’t be rushed such as inspections and transporting of materials. You can’t rush the construction, Sweetheart. Each detail is important to create the end result.

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  2. You are protected during the process. Those workers did not have to fend off the masses alone. Law enforcement had their backs. The officers’ cars and their weapons provided backup for everyone to complete the project. You are protected also. Being under construction puts you in a vulnerable position, but you are not alone. God has angels all around you as a spiritual backup while you make progress, so you have nothing to be ashamed of. Check out Psalm 59:16-17 to remember that Love is near you in this season.
  3. You have everything you need. Headgear. Vests. Lights. Portable restrooms. The workers had everything they needed to complete the project. It may appear differently, but you have what you need to pursue what God has started within you. One of the mantras I learned last year was if I don’t have it, I don’t need it. I made a habit of using what I had instead of calculating what was missing. Get to work with what you got, Sweetheart. No excuses.

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  4. It’s going to get better. One of the reasons I love construction is that it doesn’t last forever. Greater is coming. We just have to grow in patience until we get there. Sure, the detours are an inconvenience. When the 5920 Bridge Project began, I heard so many people complain. They didn’t hide their aggravation and disgust for over a year. I watched drivers defy detour signs and create more havoc among us all. Despite the traffic jams, I noticed that certain parts of the Project were coming together. Some roadblocks were lifted and before we knew it, 2020 was here and we were driving on a beautiful piece of manifestation. Regardless of where you are now, there is something better on the other side of the disarray.

You CAN make it through your construction zone. I’m praying for you, Sweetheart. As my mother always says “This is just a season, and seasons do change.” Have a great week!

Wednesday Wind Down: Traffic Jam

Good Evening, Sweethearts! It’s a short stop for your week!

Here’s a fun fact – I don’t have road rage. Nope. None at all. I don’t care how much you honk or swerve, I don’t let your energy into my car. That’s my safe haven. My bubble. No one gets the right to invade my mobile sanctuary. It doesn’t mean that people don’t try… especially when your city center is under major construction.

Before I share further, let me also say that I love construction. I know it’s weird, but I truly do. It’s trying to figure out the biggest jigsaw puzzle and being able to drive through it all like a life-size Legoland and an Erector set working harmoniously together. *sigh* I love watching the vision come to life piece by piece. The inconvenience doesn’t bother me because the detours give me a chance to gain a closer look into the mind of the engineers. Try it sometime. You may be surprised by what you see… oh, and thank the nearest construction worker or police officer that is part of the teamwork.

Driving in congestion also makes you observant and attuned to what’s around you. I noticed so many people that were impatient, angry, distracted, and oblivious. While some days I drive in silence, I also jam in traffic. I mean a full out jam session… and I don’t care who’s watching. Try that sometimes too. Find that song that lights you up every time you hear it and have a mini-concert in your vehicle. Snap your fingers, raise ONE hand in the air, and if someone is in the car with you- have your very own lip sync battle.

Why should you do this? Because it boosts your endorphins and who couldn’t use a big dose of that before you reach your destination? Secondly, it’s a reminder that also works in life. Some parts of your story need building and there is nothing you can do to rush the journey. You have to live through it until completion. Being impatient, angry, distracted, and oblivious will cheat you out of insight, fortitude, growth, and gratitude. While you can’t control how fast you can go, you can control what’s in your spirit. Stay focused on what you need and protect your mental sanctuary… and rock out on that mobile stage.

Peace & Thanks for Listening!

#bloglikecrazy: Day 28 – Detour

Another short stop to get you through the week. Hope it helps!

I was on my morning commute to work last week and on target to arrive early…so I thought. When I turned on GPS to check the traffic report, it indicated a 13-minute slow down. I was disappointed needless to say. Then, about 10 minutes into the drive, an alternative route option appeared and I accepted the helpful alert. It was quicker, but definitely unconventional. I never take that route to work because it has too many bottlenecks, but I trusted the notice and exited early before hitting the jam that I couldn’t see. There were more traffic lights and smaller streets, but no traffic. No bottlenecks. I was stupendously surprised. And what do you know… I totally missed the slowdown and got to work with 5 minutes to spare.

We must trust God in the detour.

That’s what I heard that morning. Just like I trusted my GPS to get me around the traffic jam, I trust the Father to lead me around, through, and over the difficult areas in life. I have to believe that His plan and sight far exceeds mine.

I thought of each time I thought I had it all figured out and how wrong I was. How many beautiful people I met on the road I didn’t want to travel. How much money I wasted trying to save a dying mode of transportation that I thought was a lifeboat.

The Truth is I can’t see what’s ahead. I can only guess. I can only estimate and plan accordingly. I can’t know what will happen, but God isn’t bound by time on Earth. He supersedes it effortlessly because He made it. So, it’s only practical that I trust His GPS over my calculated fears and prideful steps. Often times, we have both hands in those messy roadblocks. Other times, we can’t see them coming. Either way, listening to the voice of God will help us greatly. Simply put, He knows more than we do. He is trustworthy in the detours.

Peace & Thanks for listening!

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