Well, Well Water friends, life is lifeing hard right now. Anyone else just going THROUGH it lately? I feel like I am under attack and start feeling sorry for myself. Then I come up long enough to check on some of you and suddenly I feel that my burdens are light! Heavy waves seem to be hitting us all. I find that very fascinating…we must be doing something right for the enemy to be so determined to keep us all from our purpose….
This morning, I did something I never do. I stayed in bed until NOON! Usually, by Friday night I am SO ready to sleep in the next morning. But try as I might I have too much to do itching in the back of my mind. My “sleeping in” turns into up at 8 AM and I’m off to adventure or conquer or dream chase or whatever my whim is that day.
But, this morning, I just felt…defeated. I felt tired. I felt ugly and unworthy and unaccomplished and all the “un” word things and I just laid there wallowing in the “why me” and the “when is this season going to end”.
I’m on a fast with my church, so I wasn’t even scrolling social media. I was just laying there for hours, awake and wishing I wasn’t. Wishing I could run away. Maybe to a cave. Or New Zealand.
You’ve been there? Right? Someone? Anyone?
Noon came around and I decided that the point of a fast is to let go and let God, so after some fervent prayer I decided I would do something else I never do. I spent some time focusing on ME. Alone.
- I did a micro-needling treatment in my bedroom at home. (Skin fanatic friends, get a Dr. Pen and some snail serum. So much cheaper than the spa).
- I washed my sheets. Get out of here self pity. Fresh sheets, fresh perspective…right?
- I made my coffee WITH CREAM! Something I reserve for special occasions. (I know. Such a rebel.)
- I went to the vitamin store and bought things I needed to make my homemade facewash.
- WARNING!!! TMI: Then I went to Ross and did something I haven’t done in a decade. I bought new underwear. Just for me. Hey, cheap thrills. If you are a mom, then you know that having brand new clothing of any kind is just something that very rarely happens. Silly, selfish, and so pampering.
- I wanted to go get a massage, but after debating the expenditure for that I talked myself into something more practical and went to Valvoline for an oil change. ((Just an oil change, thank you. Not the $500 of other stuff they recommended…(Dear Jesus let that be a scam and not an actual need.))
I went home with my goodies, put on sweatpants, threw some veggies in the oven, got out all my essential oils and carriers and emulsifiers and texted my Boro Bestie, Jackie.
Jackie lives three stories below me. She is the fierce and loving momma of three beautiful children that call me Aunt Dani, even though I am definitely not kin. She’s that kind of friend. She’s the one I call when my kids are in the hospital, and she runs upstairs to grab my dog and anything out of my fridge that needs to be cooked before it spoils. She is my laugh on a bad day and my prayer warrior when I’ve hit the spiritual wall. She’s a firecracker of energy and an undiscovered stand-up comedian. She is my PT at the gym, my makeup artist, my love-life advisor (I am taking applications), my defender and my confidant. She tells me the truth when I don’t want to hear it, and she reminds me that God loves me and has a plan every time I forget. And I do the same for her. Maybe not as skillfully as she does it, but I am learning.
“Hey Jack. I am about to make facewash. If you want a refresh on your bottle, bring it up.”
Three minutes later she’s whipping in with her empty spaghetti jars, toddler in tow, hair in a pony, no make-up and gym clothes still soaked from the class she just finished. Not one care in the world about presentation and ready for science class and cocktails.
I make facewash and shampoo at the sink. She chases her toddler who wants to play my guitar and carry candles and do anything and everything but watch Mickey Mouse. She finishes her hot mug of pineapple tea I made her when I pressed send on the text, so I pour her a glass of champagne, because that is the only calming liquid I have left on hand.
We discuss our current battles. And we discuss our acceptance that this has not been our season but affirm to one another that our winning season is coming. We are living our “not yet” right now, but our purpose is calling. We pray. We laugh. And we thank God for giving us our twenty minutes of champagne and sweatpants.
People, hear me. Get yourself a champagne and sweatpants kind of friend.
It is amazing how much lighter your burdens will feel when you share a moment with someone who loves you in sweatpants, and believes for you when you can’t, that your champagne moments are yet to come.
~Proverbs 17:17
To my Proverbs 17 friends, “I thank my God every time I remember you” (Philippians 1:3)
Well Wishes,
Dani Nicole
Well Water Life 