Day 1 Unforced Rhythms - worship

Day 1 – Let’s Start at the Very Beginning (Worship)

Day 1 Unforced Rhythms - worship

 

Can you see the scene in your mind’s eye?

“Let’s start at the very beginning

A very good place to start

When you read, you begin with ABC

When you sing, you begin with Do Re Mi…”

Oh, that takes me back. Who else LOVED that movie? When I was a little girl, I so badly wanted to be Maria—not the nun part but the care-free soul with the killer voice!

I remember singing for hours, “the hiiiiils are aliiiive with the South of Muuuuuusic…aaah-aaah-ah-aaaaaahhhh” and driving my brother nuts! Haha, awesome!

My friends, when it comes to walking in the UNFORCED RHYTHMS OF GRACE, there are some absolutes that we must establish. Long before we hyperventilate and burnout, long before we start cutting stuff out of our busy lives, it’s crucial that we “start at the very beginning.”

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Walking in Unforced Rhythms – It’s a Marathon, not a Sprint!

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// The restaurant was abuzz with the pleasing sounds of people eating and friendly discussion. I was having breakfast with my pastor and mentor, Edna, a precious moment of having her all to myself. (It doesn’t happen very often, but when it does, I soak it up.)

The food had just arrived, so we jumped past the pleasantries and dived right into the task at hand. “I need help. Here’s my life—help me navigate this season.”

I laid before her a notepad detailing the six quadrants of my life. Do you get the irony there? Quadrants come in fours… I’ve been so busy that I had six quadrants on my page, all demanding my immediate attention and energy. No wonder I’ve been tired and stressed.   Read more

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What to Do When the Journey is Too Much for You

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//  “Oh my goodness! Are you going to faint? Lie down, quickly!”

The frantic voice cutting through the fuzziness of the moment was that of my doctor. It was time for my annual physical, and I had just raced to get there on time.

It was one of those mornings.

I remember saying to her, “I feel normal.”

“Shauna, your blood pressure is dangerously low! What have you eaten today?”

Believe it or not, my answer was… “I have a banana in the car.”

She just shook her head and looked at me incredulously.

“It’s not going to HELP you unless you eat it.”

Haha! That memory came back to bite me this week when I jumped up from a short afternoon nap to find myself fainting face-first into the corner of our bed. Thank goodness, I only face-planted into the mattress and not the dresser beside it.

I skipped lunch that day because I got busy with appointments, but also because I was going to have supper with some of my mentoring leaders that evening. Once again, I had delayed eating and put myself in danger.

When will I learn?    Read more