See More in Your Glass

Is your glass half full or half empty?

Yesterday I was called a glass half full kind of gal. I like being seen that way but I’d being lying if I said I am that way all the time. It takes focus to be that way. It takes being intentional. It takes being purposeful!

Let’s be honest…some things just suck and there is no way around it. Finding the silver lining in them is just hard!

Divorce

Cancer

Terminal Illness

Severe weather that wipes out entire towns

War

Genocide

Mental illness

24 Hour News

Those things just suck and there is really no other way to put it. Focus on those things for too long and your whole world becomes a bit harder to see as half full.

What about those difficult relationships?

I don’t know about you, but sometimes the glass can seem empty when you start focusing on what isn’t in the glass. It can become empty when you focus on the negative, painful parts of life. The joy can be sucked right out of any day if you stare at the wrong things.

I have to fight the pull of the negativity vortex.

I was once told that I don’t like negative people. That comment actually stopped me in my tracks for a bit when it was spoken to me. It stopped me because I know that the very things that we typically see and don’t like in others is the thing that we see and don’t like in ourselves. Some days I listen to the internal conversations going on inside of my brain and I know exactly what my problem is with negative people. Some days I hear the words flowing out of my mouth when the world isn’t watching and I know exactly where the tendency toward seeing the glass half empty that rears its ugly head in my children comes from.

I know that for me to see the glass as half full, I have to be intentional. I have to walk in the opposite spirit of a negative mentality. I have to look at the contents of my life that bring life and light to circumstances each day. There is actually only ONE who can bring life and light into every single circumstance. When my eyes aren’t on HIM it is impossible for me to see beyond the void in the glass to the treasure that is there.

Seeing life thru His lenses and His perspective really does change everything…even the darkest moments, Focusing on Him really does help you to see what is in the glass instead of what is missing.

The more you look at HIM, the more you will be able to see in your glass!

Thankful Thursday: Lingering in the Light

I’m sitting in my car waiting on my oldest to get out of a youth conference. I have no doubt that she will be one of the last ones to exit the building. I’d say I don’t know where she gets that, but I know EXACTLY where she gets that.

I got to listen to a few minutes of the conference on Daystar this evening. I got to listen in as the speaker spoke words of life and hope over this generation. I got to hear him call them up to a higher place than much of the world believes for them. I got to watch as these kids stood to their feet in enthusiastic agreement.

They want to know who they are. They want to know someone believes they are more than they are told they are by the culture of the day. They want a better life than the one they see portrayed to them by Hollywood.

There were over 2000 middle school and high school kids represented in that building and countless others watching on tv or waiting at home for these world changing teens to return home to take all this life and light back with them.

With that kind of energy in the place who would want to hurry out? I sure wouldn’t.

This mom is thankful these are the messages being spoken over my kids lives.

Linger there as long as you can…

What’s that Noise?

I have started and stopped a post a couple of times this evening. I began writing while I was sitting outside the Starbucks in Hurst and deleted what I wrote. I drove to the Barnes & Noble because I decided 2 hours was a little too long to sit out in my car waiting for a youth event to end. I wanted to read anyways so what better place to go?

I started working on my post again, but the noisy reader next to me was entirely too distracting. I don’t know what she ate or what she was reading, but something was definitely going on over there that was entirely too noisy for a reading and writing corner.

I’m home now and it’s just too late for the post that was on my mind. It’s a post I’ve pondered for a couple of days with little success in putting it into words on a page. Maybe these thoughts are just for me this time.

Or maybe its still percolating…hey, maybe that is what that woman was doing next to me…percolating.