Band-aids, thats my season right now.

Let me explain.

Last week I was changing around the pictures in the store at my work just to keep it looking fresh and a picture scrapped my arm.  Which became a scab and it wasn't till 3 days later that i decided to put neosporin (thank you siri for helping me with the spelling) on it. I had thought about putting a bandaid on it but was sure that it would heal fine without one. I'm pretty sure this will turn into a scar. When I was younger I loved when I got a scar because than I could look back and tell a story of how I got it. But getting older I realize that scars are not as cool and less is more. So anyway...sometimes in life we are very quick to put a bandaid on a wound and allow the bandaid to protect and give time for healing and other times we tend to think so less of that bandaid that the wound can actually get worse. The truth is if you are not taking care of your body,  using a bandaid or not could both cause great issues down the line. Either you use the bandaid and leave it on too long not allowing your skin to breathe or you completely ignore the issue and it does not get the protection it needs.

I have misused the bandaids. For me lets just say that the bandaid is my blanket of comfort. If the rotten wound is covered then no will know that its there. cause all bandaids are invisible. (insert sarcastic slightly uncomfortable laugh) hahaha.

What are my bandaids you might be wondering...well as of now they are my hidden "talents" that  have remained buried for a long time. Ever since I was a very little girl, I have loved music. I grew up with my mom putting on WEE Sing cassette tapes and having the radio be apart of my morning routine. I loved playing around with my portable Karaoke Machine and mimicking the great singers I longed to be like someday. I loved being in children's choir at my church and singing in the car rides with mom as she would take me to school. I had the influence of Frank Sinatra from my Nana, the influence of the amazing and talented Elton John from my dad, the gorgeous voices of Whitney Houston, Lauren Hill, Celine Dion, Boyz II Men and then life changing, awestruck worship from church. I joined choir in the 6th grade but didn't stick with it cause I want to try other things. My senior year of high school I joined choir again and loved every moment of it. I was for a brief time on a worship team for the Singles Ministry that my mom was serving in. But even though I am undeniably captivated by music, that would be that last thing I would mention is one of my talents. I love to sing, like a lot. And someday would love to use that for the Lord. When I choose to walk in His faithfulness, It is easier to be obedient in His guidance.

"Commit your work to the Lord, and your plans will be established" Proverbs 16:3

And just when I start to doubt, He gives me His word for comfort.

"For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands" Isaiah 55:12

This is a promise. Jesus goes before us and behind us in whatever we are facing. The biggest lie that I fall for all the time is that i am alone. That there is no one who knows what I'm going thru, but the greatest truth is that God loves you, He is for you and not against you, to bring you a future and a hope.

Do you ever crave pizza and than think of just getting a whole pizza for yourself because even though you might not finish that whole pizza that fact is you just don't want to share. Well....thats me. I've been hoarding pizzas and forgetting about them as the rot in the corner of my heart. I'm warning you btw if you haven't noticed but I'm a deep thinker and not by choice. So the cat is out of the bag. And I'm really terrified. But as my brother so lovingly encouraged me, to be excited instead of afraid. I hope your not lost with my crazy thinking.

The past few Sunday's we have been going through the topic of Spiritual Gifts which has been heavy on my heart and super encouraging as the Pastor reminded us that we all have a function in the body of Christ. And when the body of Christ is strengthened, it will be more effective.

I was recently instructed by my friend to listen to a message on Fear, cause I'm really good at it. pero like I am. And it was called Fear: Face, Chase, Embrace by Ben Courson. (you should listen to it) Such a simple message but so profound because the basic break down was exactly what I needed to hear to kinda make sense of where I put my trust, how I view God and how I need to embrace the fear. A few of his points that I loved were, " he that fears is not made perfect in love", "my past supply ain't my last supply", "great things never come from the comfort zones", "how you perceive God dictates how you receive from God" and "do the thing that scares you the most". Easier said than done, but definitely something to aware of.

"I will not boast in anything, no gift, no power no wisdom, but I will boast in Jesus Christ, His death and resurrection. "

I'm not sharing this because I will gain anything out of it other than the hope that this ministers to someone who is unsure of their gifts or callings. As the Lord continues to reveal the need for my bandaids to be removed, I'm resting in the fact that His timing is perfect, perfect love casts out all fear and Jesus is good all the time.

Provoking thought: If you are hiding your gift then how are you allowing the opportunity for God to be glorified? Is your fear holding you back from giving those gifts back to God? I can only imagine being one of those wise men and knowing that Jesus the Savior was coming; yet being so afraid of camels that it prevented me from dwelling with the newborn King.

So as I take on the challenge of being obedient, I challenge you to press on and follow the Lord's leading. Heres to embracing my fears and watching how God is going to heal me as the band-aids are removed.


Oh Lord, keep me humble, teachable, moldable and dwelling in your goodness. God be glorified.

-Mis out.