i know everyone has heard that phrase don't cry over spilt milk. of course it's pointless as the damage is done and all you can really do is clean up and move on right? but for some reason, we mourn the milk that was lost. maybe somebody back in the day was enjoying an awesome snack of oreos and milk and knocked over their glass of milk and pitched a fit. actually, in that case i totally understand crying over spilt milk! i mean really, oreos and milk were meant to be forever!
but the truth is once the milk is spilt and your glass is now empty, it's ready to be refilled. right? an empty cup can handle a refill. sometimes the refill is more of the same. it was so good the first time we want seconds. sometimes the refill is a chance to try something new. maybe you had milk the first time and you want orange juice the second time. either way, an empty cup can be filled!
i've made no secret of striving to be a transparent woman. i try not to hide my flaws because they are a part of me - mind, body and soul. i love who i am. even when i'm having a bad day or a diva moment or sad out of my mind, i still love the cumulative details of my life. most days i think life is pretty close to perfect. sure some things are missing but i don't feel empty in the least. i would like to think that is because i'm a believer in knowing who god says i am and not who this crazy weird of backwards thinking people think i am. i know my worth because it's determined by the one who created me. he knows who i am, what i'm capable of and what i can be.
that knowledge alone makes me rejoice at the opportunity to have my cup refilled. when i've emptied out, i look forward to knowing what god wants to pour in me. maybe it's just me, but isn't it awesome when you remember he wants our cups to run over to overflowing? yep, an empty cup can be refilled!
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