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partner or shied away from spiritual conversations at any point in the journey, but I wanted to personally pray with Mark when I felt it was the right time for the right reasons. When he initiated prayer and prayed for me, it was a very special moment and one I’ll never forget. And, it was just the push I needed to let go of my fears and jive my heart out!
What Will You Choose?
Are you in a season of stretching and learning something new and stumbling a bit along the way? Can you not seem to master the “steps” of your roles at home or at work? Are you running a marathon without energy? Wondering how you will ever cross the finish line coasting on fumes?
I get it! I’ve been there. My time on DWTS was an opportunity for me to sharpen the tools in my arsenal that I need to live a full life off set. I was reminded that no matter what I face or how frustrated I am tempted to feel, I can choose to focus on Christ and in His presence there is fullness of joy.
What about you? Does your attitude stink? Are you compounding difficult circumstances by responding negatively?
If so, let me be the coach for a minute. Take a break. Breathe deep. Pray. Ask God to help you have an attitude more like His. Flash a smile. Hold it until those happy neurons start firing. Remember where your strength comes from. Have fun. And repeat this battle cry with me . . .
Be glad in the L ord and rejoice,
you righteous ones;
shout for joy,
all you upright in heart. (Ps. 32:11)
Chapter 5
For the Lord disciplines the one He loves
and punishes every son He receives.
—Hebrews 12:6
I magine this.
It’s a hectic Monday morning. I need to get the kids off to school and Val and I off to work. Between the laundry, the backpacks, the lunches, the scheduling, and the carpooling, there is too much to do and too little of me to go around. So, I do what all mamas must—I delegate! I tell Maks, my youngest, that he is in charge of breakfast for the whole family. If you know a preteen boy, you might be able to predict how this could turn out. We all sit down to the breakfast table to find that Maks has prepared us a feast that includes waffles, ice cream sundaes, French fries, Hot Pockets, Reese’s peanut butter cups, and Doritos. With root beer floats to wash it down, of course! The totality of Maks’s culinary expertise is on display. There’s no time for me to whip up a healthier breakfast, so we all dig in. Truth be told, we all pig out. Then we push back from the table and head into our week with bellies full of sugar, carbs, and a side of grease.
If you know much about me, you know that this is a highly unlikely scenario. We have a family commitment to healthy eating and living, not because we are trying to follow the latest food fad, but because we recognize that our bodies are the vehicles we use to live our lives. If we fill them with junk, we are very likely to crash and burn.
In Reshaping It All I wrote about my food mantra this way,
I love food. I love the smell, I love the taste, I love the variety. But I think we all have to come to terms with the fact that, first and foremost, food is fuel for our bodies. Let’s get the entertainment aspect out of our heads for a minute and realize that it doesn’t have to be a 24-7 buffet. 7
Food is fuel. If the Bures filled our bodies with junk and tried to head into a busy week, we’d find that we didn’t have the energy needed to focus and accomplish everything on our to-do list. While Maks’s buffet might taste good for a moment, it wouldn’t translate into the right kind of fuel we need to get the job done.
Over the years, my life and body have been transformed by coming to terms with this simple principle—garbage in, garbage out. If you’re a computer programmer, you may recognize that phrase (often abbreviated as GIGO, for you techies). I don’t speak geek, even though I live in the state that hosts Silicon Valley, geek mecca. But I’m a big believer in the GIGO principle.
What Will You Choose?
Are you in a season of stretching and learning something new and stumbling a bit along the way? Can you not seem to master the “steps” of your roles at home or at work? Are you running a marathon without energy? Wondering how you will ever cross the finish line coasting on fumes?
I get it! I’ve been there. My time on DWTS was an opportunity for me to sharpen the tools in my arsenal that I need to live a full life off set. I was reminded that no matter what I face or how frustrated I am tempted to feel, I can choose to focus on Christ and in His presence there is fullness of joy.
What about you? Does your attitude stink? Are you compounding difficult circumstances by responding negatively?
If so, let me be the coach for a minute. Take a break. Breathe deep. Pray. Ask God to help you have an attitude more like His. Flash a smile. Hold it until those happy neurons start firing. Remember where your strength comes from. Have fun. And repeat this battle cry with me . . .
Be glad in the L ord and rejoice,
you righteous ones;
shout for joy,
all you upright in heart. (Ps. 32:11)
Chapter 5
For the Lord disciplines the one He loves
and punishes every son He receives.
—Hebrews 12:6
I magine this.
It’s a hectic Monday morning. I need to get the kids off to school and Val and I off to work. Between the laundry, the backpacks, the lunches, the scheduling, and the carpooling, there is too much to do and too little of me to go around. So, I do what all mamas must—I delegate! I tell Maks, my youngest, that he is in charge of breakfast for the whole family. If you know a preteen boy, you might be able to predict how this could turn out. We all sit down to the breakfast table to find that Maks has prepared us a feast that includes waffles, ice cream sundaes, French fries, Hot Pockets, Reese’s peanut butter cups, and Doritos. With root beer floats to wash it down, of course! The totality of Maks’s culinary expertise is on display. There’s no time for me to whip up a healthier breakfast, so we all dig in. Truth be told, we all pig out. Then we push back from the table and head into our week with bellies full of sugar, carbs, and a side of grease.
If you know much about me, you know that this is a highly unlikely scenario. We have a family commitment to healthy eating and living, not because we are trying to follow the latest food fad, but because we recognize that our bodies are the vehicles we use to live our lives. If we fill them with junk, we are very likely to crash and burn.
In Reshaping It All I wrote about my food mantra this way,
I love food. I love the smell, I love the taste, I love the variety. But I think we all have to come to terms with the fact that, first and foremost, food is fuel for our bodies. Let’s get the entertainment aspect out of our heads for a minute and realize that it doesn’t have to be a 24-7 buffet. 7
Food is fuel. If the Bures filled our bodies with junk and tried to head into a busy week, we’d find that we didn’t have the energy needed to focus and accomplish everything on our to-do list. While Maks’s buffet might taste good for a moment, it wouldn’t translate into the right kind of fuel we need to get the job done.
Over the years, my life and body have been transformed by coming to terms with this simple principle—garbage in, garbage out. If you’re a computer programmer, you may recognize that phrase (often abbreviated as GIGO, for you techies). I don’t speak geek, even though I live in the state that hosts Silicon Valley, geek mecca. But I’m a big believer in the GIGO principle.
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