I learned this week that opportunity isn't about a title, a job, or a pat on the back.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
It isn't knowing the right the person, or saying the right thing. It isn't the right make-up, it isn't the right clothes. It isn't in the dollars in my bank account or the diamond on my finger.
Opportunity isn't in what I look like, what I sound like, or what I may do. It isn't the size of my house, or the car I drive.
Opportunity isn't a contest. It isn't the number of friends on my side bar; it isn't the ability to reciprocate.
Opportunity comes from being who I am-- and being available to those who come along the path.
Its not being ashamed to feel: to cry or throw my head back in joy.
Its about sharing my life, and letting it loudly proclaim that I didn't do it alone. Nor will I walk in this day unattended.
I am learning that while I was busy plodding through mud and wondering how to make it look tidy, God has taken my ashes and turned it into a crown of beauty.
In my heart and in my life.
And while I was looking for opportunities to prove I am worthy of those things, God's opportunities have been laid before me...
In an email.
Over a cup a coffee.
On the phone.
In a store.
At my desk.
On a bike ride.
Opportunities that surprise and humble me; and make me want to rejoice and hide. I worry about failing when called.
Hearing a whisper of the One who says, "Kellie, seek Me first, and you'll be ready in season and out. "
That is opportunity.
Oh, that I might not miss those opportunities when they come...
And who knows but that you have come to (this place) for such a time as this?
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