I used to see myself as small, less than, and ordinary.
(Aren’t those two of the greatest words???)
But God intervened — He began to show me that He did not make me to be less than ordinary. He didn’t even make me to be ordinary. While I was still in that boat of “less than” with the pipedream of just being like everyone else, He blew my mind by giving me a glimpse of a future *extraordinary* me.
At first I was like, “Whaaaaaaat?” when I saw my future self speaking to large crowds and writing books. At that time, I was only reading books– to my kids as a homeschooling mom. The biggest crowd I had ever “spoken” to was at my dinner table.
But I believed. Oh yeah. Destiny was sparked in my heart. Over the years, I held on to that picture of the future me and said, “God, please get me there!” I followed the path He had for me and little by little, He showed me more of that future me doing things I never thought possible.
I am constantly amazed at what I get to do for Him — When I take a step back and look at my life today, I can’t help but to think it is remarkable that a woman with no education, who was a single mom of 11 kids on welfare, with no former business experience, now owns 3 businesses, has written 9 books and publishes other people’s stories, too! It blows my mind that I get to get up and speak to rooms full of business professionals, corporate executives, educators and people in ministry — people I once longed to be like and could hardly be around because my insecurity was paralyzing.
You don’t have to know how you will become extraordinary, or even when. You just have to agree with God when He says you are Chosen, Called and an Extraordinary Child of God!
When my family and life were falling apart, I hated going out in public. I lived in a fairly small town with a tight knit community and everyone knew our dirty laundry. There was no hiding it. Not just because of the typical small town rumor mill, but because we kind of (totally) stuck out like a sore thumb.
We lived on a main highway in a pretty dilapidated and very old farmhouse. We drove our family around in a 15 passenger van — a RED one — that was always parked in our driveway because it didn’t fit in the old, tiny garage. Nothing subtle about that. And to make us even more conspicuous, we were the only family with 11 kids AND we also had the police over for ‘visits’ on a regular basis. We were “that” family. I loathed being that family. My dream of a big, happy family had turned into a nightmare and a public spectacle.
So, you can see why I wasn’t psyched about venturing out — ESPECIALLY to school functions. That involved eye contact with hundreds of other parents and neighbors…and teachers. Ugh. I didn’t even have it in me to make eye contact with all the little kids, much less all of those adults.
I will never forget one particular evening that one of my littles had a concert at the grade school. I had worked myself up into a state of complete dread that evening. As the time to leave got closer, I scrolled through multiple scenarios in my mind that could legitimately keep me home that night… but there were none. No one was sick or bleeding and nothing was on fire… and I couldn’t bear to disappoint my excited little sweetie strictly because of my own fear and dread. As I was composing my posture by letting out one last sigh and gritting my teeth so I could ‘bear it,’ something amazing happened. On my way out the door, I heard the voice of the Lord whisper gently and ever-so-lovingly to my heart:
Don’t forget to wear your crown.
What? My what? My crown? That’s right… He’s my Father…and… I’m His daughter. That makes me…Royalty. I am His Princess. There it was right in front of me… A truth that no cop cars or rumors or old crummy houses could change. I was a Daughter of the King!
Suddenly, I stood straighter. I stood taller. My shoulders became square instead of slouched and a new confidence came over my whole being. Heart, mind, will and emotions all got on board with this new truth as I chose to trust the words of the One who saw me for who I really was…and I was enough.
That night I went to my kids’ school — not in fear of what people thought — not as the local scandal — not ashamed. I went with boldness and confidence in who I really am because when I was afraid, I chose to trust in Him. I trusted His Word and what it says about me. And instead of shrinking back, I looked every single person I passed in those jam-packed halls in the eye…
and smiled like a Daughter of the King would.
Back to school means back to routine!
And I couldn’t be more thrilled!
Darn you, Summer! You’ve done it again!
I was a runner but not necessarily “healthy”. Then I got hit by a car. Can you say perspective change!?! I lived with pain, tons of inflammation, prescription pain meds, limited mobility and I had to rely on others to take care of me. I knew that way of life, albeit temporary, could be a taste of my future if I didn’t tend to my temple NOW. So I made a decision to fully recover and get in the best health of my life and I’m so grateful I did! I’ve learned so much and made some simple changes one by one over time. I used to fear healthy living because it seemed restrictive and boring and honestly, I doubted my ability to be disciplined. But let me tell you, health and vitality in your body is not boring! And making wiser choices is energizing! And I didn’t do it all in one day. It’s a journey.
Now I get to help others make the shift and jump on the journey, too. I get to point people to natural solutions and a community of people who are supportive and excited! I never thought in a million years that this sugar addict, junk food junkie would be drinking green drinks, staying active, detoxing, drinking water and making sleep a priority…or helping others do the same! But when you feel like you’re 20 again, you can’t help but to share!
What are you doing to tend to your temple? How can I help?
There have always been highly capable female leaders! Abigail acted quickly and wisely to be a part of the solution in the middle of a big problem that her foolish husband made. By doing so, she became an answer for her whole household (saving all of their lives). She didn’t engage in a quarrel, she didn’t pout or panic, she just took wise & swift action.
Here is John Maxwell’s take on this praiseworthy woman: (taken from his “Leadership Promises” Daily Devotional)
“Then David said to Abigail: ‘Blessed is the Lord God of Israel, who sent you this day to meet me! And blessed is your advice and blessed are you, because you have kept me this day from coming to bloodshed and from avenging myself with my own hand’.” ~1 Samuel 25:32-33
“After Samuel’s death, David moved to the Wilderness of Paran. There he encountered shepherds tending the flocks of the wealthy Nabal – an insolent, rude, and contentious man who happened to be married to a beautiful, intelligent, and intuitive woman named Abigail.
When Nabal offended David, Abigail very quickly took steps to defuse a volatile situation. She gathered a feast and went out to meet David. Abigail’s decisive actions calmed David and diverted him from avenging himself on Nabal’s whole household. Regardless of her husband’s inappropriate behavior, Abigail responded forthrightly and respectfully, and God Himself soon avenged David by removing Nabal from the equation.
David knew a woman of God when he saw one, and after Nabal’s death he married Abigail. David valued Abigail’s strength and felt greatly attracted to this highly capable female leader.”
Take action today to be an answer for your household and community! 💜, Kimberly
When God tells you to do something that seems crazy, just do it!
In 2010, after reading about The Feast of Tabernacles, I was invited by God to celebrate my own personal Feast of Tabernacles. I will put that in English for you– God invited me to go back to the places in my past that were painfully devastating and see them through His eyes.
It was so obvious that it was HIM when I sat at my kitchen table and wrote out a list of 8 “graves” from my past and named them — in less time than it took me to make a grocery list. Actually, God named them. I just made the list of geographical locations as they came to me and then names came next. They were places of suffering and sorrow. Places of loss and stinging betrayal.
My childhood home. The home of my abusive teenaged boyfriend. The home I moved in to with my husband as an eighteen-year-old newlywed. My mother’s grave. My son’s grave. The church that persecuted me. The business where I failed. The incredibly romantic spot where Scott asked me to be his wife… and I said no.
As I drove to each grave over the course of that life-changing week, I wasn’t afraid. I was so curious. In fact, I was full of expectation. God told me that as I revisited and remembered, He would turn my mourning into dancing. I was going grave-dancing! Not the kind the world thinks of — where you revel in someone’s death. No, it was a totally different experience. It was the kind where He took me back to the places that were meant to break me, and showed me how He used them to make me.
It was the most odd and interesting and powerful week in my life. And I would do it all over again. I know God, my Healer, in a whole new way. I see my past and myself in a whole new way. I even see those who wounded me in a whole new way. Because I’m FREE!
Thank you, Lord, for setting me FREE!
He promises you will be FREE, too!
So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed. ~John 8:36
Get free with Him! XO! ~Kimberly
PS. My book, FREE! will be available on Amazon this Tuesday, July 17th, re-designed, re-edited, and re-released! Get your copy and be inspired to become FREE!