Start

There are few chores I loathe more than cleaning out muffin tins. Especially the minis. Even the non-stick.

It’s right up there with cleaning the crock pot.

Both of these usually get some bonus ‘soak time’ simply because I spurn washing them.

Very first world, I know.

I’m not proud, just truthful.

I love home. I love all the treasures and times and opportunities therein. I revel in creating atmospheres, and scattering literature, and setting heart thermostats, and inspring growth. I consider it my main gig in this season. But there are things about it I scorn, which end up making me dawdle a tad.

Here’s what I’ve learned about it though…

If I just pick up the SOS pad, half the inner battle ceases to wage against me.

If I just step toward the sink and turn on the water spout, the resistance is somewhat abated. I then find myself doing the thing. And before long I find it done.

Simply begin, friend.

The workout, the laundry, the report, the book.

The therapy, the counseling, the forgiveness, the addiction breaking.

Agreeing within your own self to simply begin, could catapult you into some real progress.

If we do this everyday, if we end up having a whole slew of days lined up together where again and again again we decided to simply begin, we could really end up conquering some things.

As I laid my oldest down for bed last night, he said…

“I never knew such a small change could make such a big difference.”

He was referring to his golf swing. A kind instructor informed him that if he overlapped his hand and his thumb – a small, half-inch adjustment – the power behind his swing would increase dramatically.

So he altered his hands just slightly as he gripped the club, and the ball went sailing.

Small adjustments add up to big accomplishments. 

Baby steps break you in.

And agreeing to simply begin, could mean you’ll end up beating what was holding you back.

Start.

You’ll have to do it again tomorrow.

And the next day.

And the next. The weightier matters will take endurance and divine inspiration.

But as for today…

Pick up the sponge. Open the dryer door. Grab hold of the pen. Reach out for the help. Sign up for the class. Schedule the session. Attend the meeting.

Taking that first step could lead to some really fine feats and freedoms.

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It’s a pleasure to journey with you here, friends. If you need prayer, drop a line in the comments section. And if you’re interested, I plan to be back on Monday for chapter two of our Colossians study.

Hugs and encouragements all around.

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  4 comments for “Start

  1. Janice
    July 6, 2017 at 6:18 am

    Just the encouragement I needed to get my day underway! Thanks, Kate…

  2. Jan Thompson
    July 6, 2017 at 6:39 am

    This writing hits me square in the heart !! Once I talk myself into beginning, I am a happy, and even a bit ‘proud’ person. Such a feeling of accomplishment, rather than pride~~~~~~~~《I think I will tackle the laundry room floor ?》

  3. Lacey Thompson
    July 8, 2017 at 5:51 pm

    Oh Sugar!! This one really hit me where I Live!!! I agree with Maw Maw Jan…right square in the heart!! I am going to get out of my comfort zone and hit all of my “don’t really want to deal with it” stuff!!! Probably tomorrow….KIDDING!! TODAY!!

  4. July 10, 2017 at 1:06 pm

    Lol!!!! Thank you Mama. Miss YOU! See you soon!!!! 🙂

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