Lately, God has been talking to me about messiness.

Messiness in my house.

Messiness in my head.

Messiness in my heart.

In summary…I’m a bit of a mess.

I think the messiness started late this spring.  Strike that. It started early last fall. I remember now. It began shortly after my Mom passed away. All of sudden life wasn’t normal. Even normal wasn’t normal.

I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t remember things. The kids were in a new school and every meeting I attended (clarification, every meeting I remembered to attend) I took in 50% of the information provided. Of the 50% I took in I remembered 25%. And of the 25% I remembered only 15% made sense.

Terrific. The kids were in an overwhelmingly new setting and I had 15% worth of help to offer. Really?

Anybody else ever been there? Maybe you’re there now. Has the world got you by the tail?  Maybe it’s a divorce. A health problem. Financial stress. An estranged child. Do you wake up feeling like your life is a mess? If you do, you are not alone. More importantly——

There is hope.

There’s a secret to handling the messes in our lives. Not just the chronic messes, but also those that crop up during the day.

The secret?  We can call on God.

Psalm 53 says,

“God sticks his head out of heaven. He looks around. He’s looking for someone not stupid—one man, even God-expectant, just one God-ready woman.”

HE’S LOOKING!

The God of the universe cares so much he is looking! The psalm continues and tells of those who “never learn”, those “who do not call on God.” Mercy sakes have I been there! I’ve caught myself in a fog that ranges from forgetfulness to frenzy. I’ve wondered, “What am I to do?” and then He reminds me. PRAY!

I need to pray and call on God.

When I call on God he equips me to deal with the moment as well as the moments yet to come. He is my strong tower, my refuge. He equips and prepares me and I become,

A God-Ready Woman.

The only woman I want to be. The only woman my husband and children need me to be. The only woman God himself wants me to be.

I don’t need to have it all together. (Some day’s all the DoAheads in the world don’t keep the dog from dragging dirty underwear into the kitchen!) Nope. I do NOT need to have it all together.

Calling on Him makes the messes manageable.

Sometimes even meaningful.

And that’s what it means to be a God-ready woman.

Your DoAhead Friend,