All my eggs in one basket……..

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You’ve all heard the saying Don’t put all your eggs in one basket. Well I’m pretty good at doing just that.  Once I find something or someone that works well with me I kinda get tunnel vision and only see that one thing. Which can be a cool thing…sometimes…..and sometimes not.

When I was younger when things went bad it was so easy to just find something else to do. there was always another friend to go hangout with. Always a sibling to annoy. Or always something good on the tv to watch. Endless possibilities!!! But as I got older I found myself with less and less options. It wasn’t that there wasn’t lots of different things to do, because there was. It’s just that I wasn’t as interested in them as I used to. My tastes and opinions got to be very one sided. My creativity button wasn’t getting used as much, and it was my own fault. I closed off a lot of options for myself because I was too worried about what others might think. Or what my boyfriend/now husband might care about. I limited myself to only a few options without even knowing that that was what I was doing.

I think as woman we do that naturally. We instinctively turn towards what others are doing. What makes us feel like part of something special because thats all any of us want, is to feel and BE special. We want someone to tell us we are doing a good job. That we look beautiful. That what we say matters. So we close doors to things that are weird. To things that nobody wants. and we follow the crowd, and in the end we end up putting all our “eggs” in one basket. So to speak. We don’t do this because we mean to. In fact most don’t know that they are doing it. Now don’t get me wrong there are some awesome butt kicking woman out there doing their own things and looking fabulous doing it. My sister in law happens to be one of those, but as for me; I just want to be noticed and appreciated.

Stop right there! Now this is not a poor Jenn moment I don’t want a million calls or texts saying how much you love me and appreciate me and blah blah blah. because I KNOW that I am appreciated. That I am loved and wanted, and to be frank I have an awesomely blessed life thanks to the Lord. But just because I’m blessed doesn’t mean I don’t have bad days. Or don’t feel under appreciated, or alone. I’m human and am allowed to have feelings….not just one feeling, but MANY! Its what I do with those said feeling that counts.

Well that was a good rant. back to the topic at hand. putting all my eggs in one basket. I have decided to branch out and start filling up different baskets. To explore new avenues, and try new things. To start pushing my creativity button and find out what happens.

So here I am standing out in the open arms stretched out eyes toward God saying “Here I am Lord! Which baskets do you have for me to fill? Which paths do you want me to go on? Where do you want me to but my energy into, to use the gifts that you have given me for? What can I do to bring Glory to Your Kingdom?”

Those are my questions. That is what I am looking for, because if there is one true truth in this life it’s that God has a plan for me. In Jeremiah 29:11-14

11 For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.

 This is what I hold onto when life gets rough. When friends and people let me down, when I am feeling lost and alone. I cling to this one truth because it is safe.

So as the picture above says Whenever I get sad I’m going to STOP being sad and be awesome instead. It’s that easy. I’m going to CHOSE to be awesome. To enjoy my wonderfully blessed life.

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