Working out in God’s Gym

I had a nice happy bunny-fluffy kind of post ready for today. But as I sat down to write this post, I felt bruised, tired, and exhausted inside. I felt like I had worked out in God’s gym this week.

It began with an email that left me feeling as though I had gone through a hurricane. Ever had one of those? But through the torrent of emotions, God spoke to me. And he reminded me that nothing catches him by surprise, including this email. He would take care of it; my job was to love this person. After years of doing this particular rep on the “dumbbell”, it didn’t take me long to turn it over to God and pray for this person.

Then I locked myself out of my house not once, but twice on the same day. That was actually kind of funny. Its like tripping on the mat on my way over to do my power sweeps.

Ah, power sweeps. Anyone who has ever lifted weights knows the power sweeps.

Guess what? I hate them! Back when my version of lifting weights was actually lifting weights (opposed to now which is lifting kids, dogs and boxes of things I need to unpack) the dumbbell would leave bruises along my hipbones because unlike men, I have hips and the dumbbell would catch on its way up. Yeah, ouch!

My power sweeps this week were a broken washing machine and a husband with a pulled muscle in his back. Bad, bad, bad! If I miss one day of laundry, it multiplies like bunnies and the next morning I find the laundry has made its way out of the hamper, eager to take over the rest of the house.

Husband with a pulled back? Feels like the family is gimping along without their fearless leader. No tackling dad, no practical jokes, and no going anywhere 😦

So as I sat down to write my happy post, I could think of nothing to say. All I felt was exhausted. I prayed for God to show me something to say. Then I felt God tell me to share my week. Because we all have those kinds of weeks. A week where it feels like we are working out in God’s gym. But you know the good thing about working out in God’s gym? Its good for us! Our faith muscles grow stronger.

“Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow.” James 1:2-3 (NLT)

So bring on the dumbbells! Bring on the power sweeps! And don’t forget the Gatorade 🙂

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5 thoughts on “Working out in God’s Gym”

  1. Aw Morgan- I think it is cool how you are working with what you’ve got right now. I’m sorry things are rough- and I have no idea what power sweeps are, but praise God that you are choosing to embrace these tricky things and prayers that you embrace Him when you get to have a real fluffy-bunny day too.

  2. I’ll see your broken washer and raise you two days of plumbing work in the bathroom! 😀

    Serious, I needed to hear this post today, Morgan. Thank you for sharing your struggles and God’s assurance that He’s involved in the tough times too.

    Becky

  3. Thanks Amy 🙂

    Rebecca, I know how to tear apart and put back together a toilet if that’s your problem (getting to CA might be harder ;P). I’ve been doing some research on the internet and found a place that explains how to fix a locked door on front loaders. So I think I’m going to try my hand at it before calling in the repair man (he’s a bit too expensive for me lol).

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