Umbrellas

I used to think that umbrellas were more trouble than they're worth.  Then I started playing golf.  There's a kind of umbrella that's over-sized, shareable, and actually doesn't seem like useless baggage:  golf umbrellas!

Today is a golf umbrella day.  This morning, I was grateful I had worn my rain-wicking jacket...until I got into my car and all the wick'd rain came pouring into my lap.  Yep, it wet my pants.  That's never happened with a golf umbrella.  It matters what's hanging over your head (or not).

Thanks to grace, I have far less "hanging over my head."  Thanks to grace, I have covering.  Thanks to grace, I can weather any storm whether or not I feel prepared.  It's like a grace umbrella, shielding me so I can move forward and become all I'm meant to be.

Sometimes, however, guilt, shame, and fear come in a deluge...and I move through life with something like a wet blanket over my head.  It's heavy and it keeps me from seeing properly and from progressing in wholeness.  When we hang these things over the heads of our loved ones, it's devastating.

Jotting with Johnna
What are you carrying, allowing it to quench your joy?  What can you do to reconnect with the Psalm 51 joy?  Do you have flood zones in your mind and heart that need cleaned by grace?

Remember:  you are so very worthy to shed the weight of guilt, shame, and fear because Jesus has given you grace, healing, and peace.  Find your umbrella.

Stay tuned.  Stay focused.  Stay well.