Not all weight can be weighed……

Carrying-the-burden-in-HondurasMost of my blogs are about weight loss. The kind that can be measured on a scale, with a tape, or the size of your jeans.

But there is another kind of weight that cannot be measured. For me, it was the weight of unmet expectations and unrealized dreams along with the burden of perceived responsibilities.

Truth be told, I knew that I was carrying this weight but didn’t fully realize just how heavy it was until it was lifted off my shoulders with the closing of the church and the sale of the building.

Like fat, it was weight that was never meant to be carried on the human frame or in the spirit.

And there is another part to this that correlates to physical weight and that’s that it is so easy to gain again. I’ve found that during the last few days that I get wound up about little things.

I’m going to have to teach myself to live the salt life, relax in the sun, or take a walk in the warm rain that’s falling from the southern skies. The only real decisions that need to be made are what to eat, when to workout, and where to go.

When I was trying to lose weight I had to replace old habits with new, healthy ones. I had to train my taste buds to be satisfied with nutritious foods. I had to confront my sugar addiction. And I had to train my body with physical exercise.

Now, I’ve got to replace old thought patterns with new ones. Once again, I have to confront my control issues, and I’ve got to teach myself how to live in the moment.

Is there weight that cannot be weighed that you’ve been carrying? Is it it time to allow the Father to lift it from your shoulders? Is it possible that in 2015 that you could weigh less than you’ve weighed in a very long time?

“Come to me, all of you who are struggling and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, because I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” 

Matthew 11:28-30

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Books not chapters…..

As the end of this ministry and the move across the country rapidly approaches, I have realized that the story of my life comes in book form and not short, easily read chapters. And, you know what? I’m okay with that because I know that my God can write an incredible series titled, “The Life and Times of Sharon.”

Let’s look at all I have experienced in 51 years……

  • Born to a single, southern mom in 1963.
  • Met my biological father until I was 48 and then he totally rejected me.
  • Lived in the projects during the Marches for Racial Equality and experienced the utter despair of my neighbors who had nowhere to point their hurt and anger except to the few whites who lived among them.
  • Moved to Seattle while I was in high school and went through some times there that I’m not yet willing to share.
  • Returned to Atlanta as an 18 year old high school graduate with my feather pillow and $300.
  • Married at 22.
  • Experienced too much heartache for any one person with those miscarriages.
  • Got that miracle baby!!!!!
  • Moved to Gallup.
  • Began and ended a church.
  • Moving to Florida…….

If I were to take these short sentences and fill you in with the experiences, thoughts, and emotions that go with them they would take up so many pages that they would have to be published in individual books or else the chapters would be 400 pages long! And through it all God has been with me! He has provided for me, sustained me, comforted me, along with challenging me beyond anything I thought I could endure.

Not only am I still standing but I’m excited about what He has planned next. I’m still not sure what it is but I’m hoping that I get the opportunity to share the thoughts that He has given me on aligning spirit, soul, and body to the church body as a guest speaker/evangelist.

But if not, I know I can continue to share my thoughts here with you….

I know that I haven’t give you my best during the last few months. My posts have been random and, often, shallow. Truth be told there was too much going on around me to focus on this blog. It seems as if I’ve been living in limbo for way, way too long. But that time is over and a new beginning is just around the corner.

Till then – be blessed and have a very, very, Merry Christmas!