It’s not that it hasn’t been interesting and I know we got a lot done together.
But you are in the way. You are not really my friend.
You tell me what to do every day and when I don’t get it all done, you beat me up at the end of the day telling me that I didn’t do everything I needed to do.
But who are you to tell me what I need to get done today?
I’ve had enough.
It’s probably not even your fault.
It’s mine for believing you and I are the ones who can do the most good with my time.
But God has only given me a certain amount of time and I cannot get any more of it.
So you have to go.
God knitted into me my purpose and you have distracted me and stolen too much.
Until I started asking Him to take my to-do list and show me what HE wants for my days, you were my idol.
You are not my god.
I’m not going to worship you anymore.
God is my God and I haven’t been putting Him first most of my life and asking Him what HE wants me to do each day.
See? He says The Holy Spirit is here to guide me and I believe Him.
The days I ask HIM to lead me are the MOST satisfying days in every way (even though usually I didn’t do what you told me to do or even what what I thought I needed to get done.)
The most UNsatisfying days are the ones where I try to do stuff MY WAY and in MY TIMING.
It’s funny. I have found that usually the thing I can’t get out of my mind is the very thing I actually need to be focusing on, but most of the time until now I’ve pushed that stuff out of the way to stay on schedule – for you.
What God has shown me is that I don’t have to try to figure out how the days are going to look.
My friends cannot open doors He’s shut.
And my enemies cannot shut doors He’s opened for me.
I know. You probably don’t think I’m perfect enough for God.
You wonder if He even wants me.
And the truth is I don’t have to be perfect.
My God is not looking for perfection. He is looking for people willing to give Him their time – giving their lives as a living sacrifice for what HE wants and not just doing what we want or what other people tell us we have to do.
It’s okay if you forget or throw this letter in the trash.
Because if I forget, then tomorrow, I will wake up and break up with you all over again.
Wow! I am this week’s recipient of my youngest daughter’s Wednesday Letter! She brought tears to my eyes. It is a very sweet letter.
It’s due Wednesday morning but she turned it in early. I was surprised to see “Mommy” written on the envelope today.
My oldest daughter is a few letters ahead (but that isn’t a free ticket to miss next week’s letter.) I still would like them both to turn in a Wednesday Letter every week. Extra letters are always okay.
“Wednesday Letters” is something I prayed about when we began homeschooling and feel God led us to start.
My oldest had had an assignment when she was in public high school where each student was required to write a note to each person in class each week. This was something I was reminded of when deciding how our homeschool would look.
My kids pray over who they should write letters to and a letter is due every Wednesday morning from each of them.
The letters need to be uplifting, thanking someone for somehow touching their lives, maybe speaking life, or just, “Hey, I noticed when you….”
The reason they are due Wednesday mornings is because if they need to be mailed, the letters may have time to get to the recipients by the weekend (but even if they get there Monday, it’s a pretty cool way to start the week.)
The letters may be emailed, texted, mailed, but written is important. (IF for some reason they cannot be written though, then speaking them to someone on the phone or in person is still a great idea. We don’t want anything to get in the way of getting an encouraging message to anyone.)
This may seem small but it’s turning out to be one of my favorite things (and it’s not just for homeschoolers.)
I am praying this becomes something very big because we ALL could use more encouragement and more noticers in the world.
Being the recipient of this today has made me realize Wednesday Letters may become much more than it seemed at first. It’s truly touched my heart and made my week better knowing my daughter prayed and God put my name on her heart.
I pray this spreads like wildfire. The world is starving for all the blessings that have been left unspoken.
If you decide to write some Wednesday Letters we’d love to hear from you.