Emily Shares…….

how to PIONEER CHANGE today!

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Check your Filter

Check Your FilterFilter. What comes to mind for you? An air filter in your furnace or car, a water filter, a coffee filter (if your like me you depend on these), the filter through which an idea enters your brain and comes out your mouth? There are a million different filters we could encounter in our lifetime. My question to you is what happens when you do not maintain this filter? I’ll tell you, it gets dirty, clouded, clogged and eventually breaks down its machine. Those of you who know me and know my writing style know where I am going with this one.

Over this past week, on several occasions I have praised God for the gift of communication. Let me back up, I haven’t always recognized this gift inside myself. I realized this gift about 2.5 years ago during a study called Strengths Finder 2.0, if you haven’t read this book and finished this study, DO IT! It is amazing what you can do with the knowledge of your true strengths. In today’s generation communication is not only a gift it is an absolute necessity and here is why, the most important thing about communication is to hear what is being said. I didn’t say “like” what is being said, I said HEAR what is being said. Our ears need to be a filter.  We are living in a generation where everyone is communicating (loudly) but no one is listening. Instead of listening to understand we have become a culture that listens to reply. This is a problem. I began to reflect on why this is happening more today than ever before and my conclusion is that our filter is long over due for a change. We are filtering all of our communications through a cloudy, dirty, overused screen, so no wonder our outpour and our reaction is a result of that.

Think about it and this is as much for me as for you and the reason why I blog! Through which filter is your husband receiving your greeting at 5:30pm when the kids are hungry and tired and you are hungry and tired and thinking about the whole list you have to do after everyone is asleep? Through which filter is your child receiving your attention after a day of non stop go, go, go and all you want is two minutes to yourself? Through which filter is the cashier at Target or customer service person at AT&T receiving your over scheduled, impatient,  dissatisfied self? Through which filter are your colleagues, employees, friends, and family receiving your heart? That’s a big one. And the most important, through which filter is God receiving your presence? Yea. I know tough stuff.  I write this to bring awareness, to inspire change, but most of all to shower you with grace.  God filters each one of our actions, our words, our thoughts through a filter weaved with love, mercy and grace and He loves us exactly where we are, dirty filter and all! Again I question, why can’t we do the same? I know in the back of your head you are saying, “but they hurt me,” “I give and give and give and they take and take and take” “I’m tired of going to them, they need to come to me”, “well that is their problem, they can deal with it”, “i’m tired of fighting” and so on….or you filter it through experiences from the past, ‘I don’t want to go through that again”, “it’s in my genes”, “I’ve been burned once, I won’t be burnt again.” You get the picture. Well here is what I have to say to that.  Change your filter, change your life. Period. You control your thoughts. You allow yourself to think one way or the other. Filter everything through one of love, mercy and grace and notice how different the atmosphere is around you.

My final thought comes to you from my beautiful mentor. She gave me  Mathew 9:17. Neither do people pour new wine into old wineskins. If they do, the skins will burst; the wine will run out and the wineskins will be ruined. No, they pour new wine into new wineskins, and both are preserved.

When you begin anything new, do not filter through your old past. This will lead you astray. Filter your new changes, your new outlook, your new relationship through your new filter and everything will be brighter, even on the cloudy days.

Inspiring you to be a pioneer of change first in YOU, then in the world around you,

Emily

Broken and Under Attack?

Broken and Under Attack?  You see this was the response from my girlfriend who private messaged me after seeing my facebook status.  These types of words are usually not connected with me or my facebook posts so this came as a warning to her and not only her, but several of my friends who were genuinely concerned and immediately I knew that was God and He was reminding me that He has me covered.

Isaiah 41: 10 says “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” This scripture resonates so deep within me today because you see Satan has been kicking me around like a dirty chewed up rag doll.  Yes that is honestly what I picture when I think about the way I have been feeling lately.  For some of you reading this, the idea of spiritual warfare may seem “way out there” and I respect that, but for me it is very real.  You see God has given me and my family a very clear vision as to what our purpose is in this life and by following His will for our life we are a “threat” to Satan.

I remember the very first time this concept became real to me.  I had just committed my life to following Jesus through Baptism and felt as if I was being pelted left and right with a BB gun of deception, of temptation and of accusation.  I shared with Brian the things I was feeling and he explained this concept to me in the most clear and precise way so my very confused mind would understand.  My thought was “I just got baptized and committed my life to Christ how can all of this be going on right now.”  The enemy uses these three things to distract us from our true mission and our true calling in this beautiful life and the last thing Satan wants is for another one of God’s people to find their way back to Him and His kingdom.

So as I write, I have a new thought on today and this feeling of being broken and under attack.  Maybe I was meant to share this feeling because there is another person who needed to hear this message.  Maybe God wants to use me to reach someone who doesn’t understand what is really going on in their life and they too are feeling confused. So I’m getting really excited now to be a threat…don’t get me wrong I don’t enjoy all of the pain, but it feels a little differently knowing I can use it to make a difference in someone else’s walk and someone else’s journey.  So Satan, I say BRING IT!  I have God’s armor and it is stronger than you will ever be.

If you are feeling the same as I have been or just want someone praying for you email me at @ thewebers9@gmail.com, I’d love to encourage you.

Feeling powerful,

Emily

The Tool Box

I grew up in a small town in the Midwest. Our house sat on a good piece of land with a large cornfield behind it and the only thing separating our grass from the corn was a dirt path where my brother and the neighborhood boys would ride their dirt bikes. I can close my eyes and put my 5-year-old self right in the picture as if it was yesterday. You see I grew up in a neighborhood full of boys. Now when I say neighborhood I know you probably think of a street with houses on both sides or a winding cul-de-sac, but our neighborhood was a string of houses along a busy highway. We enjoyed the small things in life, like taking old scraps of fabric and making army bands, or building forts in the woods, playing baseball in the front yard using the big apple trees as bases and playing “pig” with the hoop above the garage. Now you might have guessed that I was a little bit of a tomboy but I didn’t care, it’s what I loved to do. I also loved to help my dad in the garage. Now my dad loved tools and boy could he use them. To this very day there isn’t much my dad can’t fix, build, or create, he is a craftsman at heart. While he worked I would watch, probably talk his ear off until he couldn’t take it any longer and would give me a small job. One of my favorites was sweeping the garage floor. I’d put this orange stuff down to soak up the car grease and sweep and sweep and sweep. Now my dad probably thought that he was keeping me busy and keeping my mouth shut so he could get some work done, but to me it was love. Fast forward 26 years later and as I’m typing I remember from the book The Five Love Languages, by Gary Chapman that my love language is quality time and that time together with my dad was filling my love tank.

When I would ask him to help he would always let me at least try to and would teach me how to use the basic tools. I know now that my learning these basics was important to him.  He wanted to make sure that I knew the basics and could help myself when I got older. When I went away to college I made sure I packed my tool set. It was small at the time but it had the necessities. After college the small tool set was a tool box full and I was proud of what was in that box. At the time I wasn’t quite sure how each tool worked but as years passed I would come to find out.

Today it hit me, God has been building my tool box and giving me small jobs since the day He created me.  The most important tool in that box is His word.  I must admit this is one of many areas that I really need to grow in. I know the more time I spend reading my bible and talking with Him, the closer I feel and the fuller my love tank becomes, however a lot of times the day-to-day hustle and bustle distracts me from taking the time.

So looking back at my childhood self sweeping the garage floor I can see God has been working on me one small job at a time. My tool box is full of the necessities love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.  These tools will guide me in the job He has called me to do and build a strong foundation to stand.  What are the things God has put in your “toolbox”?  I bet they are exactly the things you need for the job you are called to do.

Inch by inch,

Emily

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