I've never considered myself a pessimist. Even when I learned that word back in grade school, I knew that was definitely not something I wanted to be.
A Debbie Downer.
A Negative Nelly.
A Whiner.
And yet...the other day, when Adam said to me, "It seems like you're kind of just waiting for something bad to happen..." I thought, "Oh, heck. I AM!"
A few months ago, when I was angsty and worrying about whether or not to take the plunge into writing full time, I knew God was telling me something important. He's fairly straightforward with me.
I think it's because I'm a little bit pig-headed.
He said, "Courtney, I want to bless you, but you won't get out of my way."
See, I was holding on to what I knew. I was clinging to comfort of a paycheck rather than having the faith that he could bless me in ways I'd yet to see...I thought I had it (and God) all figured out.
So, I almost made myself sick with worry as I listed out pros and cons of leaving my job--a job I really liked--but one that, time-wise, made it nearly impossible for me to continue writing. I knew God had given me the go ahead...that "It'll be okay" had come to me loud and clear.
But I still doubted. I didn't doubt GOD, I doubted my ability to hear Him. So I put out fleeces. I drove Adam crazy with my lists and my worries and my "What if's..."
And I kept shoving aside that feeling in my gut, the one that said "You know what you need to do."
I was terrified. I don't embrace change very well, despite my track record in recent years. But our Colorado experience taught me that no matter what, God's got us in the palm of his hand.
So finally, I did what He was telling me to do. I took a step. I'm not going to pretend I was some fearless warrior woman or even some impressive woman of God.
I was terrified. What if I just single-handedly sunk our family? Nevermind that Adam had told me over and over that we were in this together. He knew this was what I needed, the same way I knew he needed to take the job that brought us back here. He had a list of ways to help supplement our income if we needed to...and most of them involved him working very long hours.
We were in this together. So, I jumped. Hands over my eyes, no idea where I'd land.
And you want to know something crazy?
God caught me.
A week later, I got some really cool news that I'm anxious to share...another week later, I started to see--really see--the blessing God had been storing up for us. It was like God was saying "I told you so."
The thing is, the blessing came almost in segments, like, one right after the other...the kind that make you just stop and, well, freak out a little... the kind that allow you to know that He knew best all along...and as they came, blessing after blessing, I found myself waiting for the other shoe to drop.
I got a royalty check...that must mean we're going to have to pay HUGE on our taxes this year.
But we had our taxes done...and we're getting a refund.
Some great things happened for Adam at work...but I started having nightmares about missiles and being accused of attempting to kill my husband (Seriously?)...so there must be something really bad coming our way.
"I feel like you're just waiting for something bad to happen."
The words kind of hit me sideways like a bus that rounds a corner and slams straight into your car. What makes happiness so elusive? Why is it so hard to rest in the good?
I don't have the answers, but I know that I have to try to allow myself to embrace the happy. I sometimes catch myself in the car, smiling for no reason, just thankful to be in a place I love with people I feel invested in, and as soon as I notice it, it's like that "It can't last forever" thought dashes the happy away...
And maybe it can't last forever. But it's here for today.
In the present, happiness is waiting...so I'm choosing to embrace it.
Tell me, do you live cautiously, waiting for the other shoe? Or do you live fearless, ready to accept the blessings God so generously wants to give you?
Oh, I'm definitely waiting for something else bad to happen. Or at least, I get like that, especially when something unexpectedly "bad" happens. Like our car needed a $700 repair this week and even after it's fixed, I'm driving it thinking, what if this car breaks and can't be fixed? This is our ONLY transportation and we can't afford another car! It's like I'm telling God what He can already see because I think He can't see what I see. And really, He sees more than what I see. So I ask over and over and over again to see with His eyes. How is this good? What can I be thankful for about this? And sometimes I have to tell myself how good God is and that He isn't cruel or petty or punishing. He is good and He wants good for me. Our definitions of "good" just aren't always the same. :)
Posted by: Lmbartelt.wordpress.com | April 25, 2013 at 09:23 AM
Courtney - I must say I'm excited to hear you are going to be writing full-time, as I LOVED the Sweethaven Series so am very anxious to read your future works. I try not to think about bad things happening (although, sometimes, when you are feeling very blessed, it is hard not to think that something bad will happen to even out all good stuff). We are preparing for a move back to our home city, and things have been falling into place so well - it's a fully paid move through my husband's work, I found a job that is waiting for me, we found a great house, we've lined up childcare. Unfortunately, right after our house-hunting trip home, my 98yr old grandmother passed away, and I was so upset, as I was looking forward to being able to see her more when we moved back, and that wasn't going to happen. But, I made myself see the positive - if we weren't moving back, we wouldn't have been home over Easter to house hunt, and I wouldn't have been able to see her that weekend.
Posted by: Michele B | April 25, 2013 at 09:41 AM
This is so me!!! I don't do well with change :-) thanks for sharing your heart and I can't wait to see what you produce with your writing :-)
Posted by: Tleshia Farrar | April 25, 2013 at 03:45 PM
To quote a line from the movie 'Sabrina',
"I think most of us live somewhere in-between"~
Hope you have a blessed week-end!!
Posted by: Karen in CO | April 25, 2013 at 04:36 PM
I have leaned toward the cautious more often over the past 4 years because of somethings that happened to my youngest child and consequently my grandchildren. Things are still hard to not wonder 'why' and 'what if' and how many days did I shed tears while praying or worshipping or listening to songs this past week, month, year...but somedays I can actually feel the joy coming back into my life....even when things aren't changing or going the direction I wish they would. I know that He is in control and that He cares...even more than I do.
Posted by: Bobbie | April 26, 2013 at 12:57 PM