Effective for a designed purpose

razor sharp

 

It’s all about the details for me. Maybe it’s immaturity. Maybe adult ADD. Or, more likely, that I just plain appreciate life’s little gifts: A new razor, a really good book, a bathing suit that fits (hark!) or, the lock on my bathroom door. Guilty of overusing that last one. I’m such a rebel, all locking myself in the bathroom.

Back up to the razor. I got a fresh, new pack of refill razor blades. Everyone at my community pool can now rejoice! The little things.

I’m shaving away in the shower, balancing like a not-so-graceful flamingo, trying to be smooth and fresh for said pool. Okay, maybe just smooth. Maybe fresh is overshooting a bit.

Shaving, shaving, shaving. Aaaaaaand nothing. Not one smooth strip anywhere. What the actual crap?! This razor is defunct. This tool of smoothness is lame. Then I realize, (don’t laugh. Ok, laugh) the razor head isĀ upside down. It’s not effective because I wasn’t using the thing as it was intended. I’m not dumb, inadequate, or even helpless. The razor wasn’t set up to succeed.

Perhaps, it’s not shaving your legs. But, your life (the tool) is requiring something different from you to make your life “click right.” Maybe just a small adjustment: A new perspective, better time management, a precious friend to come alongside you – these may all help. Or, maybe you need All The Braveness to end something: An addiction, a toxic relationship, self-loathing, a bad habit.

Before you turn that razor blade around however, what are you going to do with it? What will replace the mal-alignment? Don’t just leave it to chance. You get to choose this. Isn’t that good news?! This is going to be exciting. I’m so excited for you!! You don’t have limits. Who is saying you do? You? Someone else?

Never mind all that right now. The important thing is you’re here. You’re reading this.

The razor will get turned around. And, it’ll all be really okay. God will sharpen, and refine you. He will re-build you for your designed purpose.

Take a deep breath, and let go, Girl. You can fly.

Warmly, Sarah

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