Pikake, My First Born Pup
My first born is not a child, but a weiner pup named Pikake.
She is a little on the crazy side, especially when it comes to anything round, free from angularity, spherical, or even slightly curved.
Even when she hears the sound of a ball bouncing, she gets a little excited.
When she sees someone holding a ball, she can’t sit still.
She sits at your feet, and sort of shifts her weight from leg to leg, trying very hard to keep herself from jumping in delight.
The funniest part is that her bottom lip will quiver.
The adrenaline gets pumping and she can barely contain herself.
It is all very intense.
Here is a pic of her crazy face:
Ikaika, the Scaredy-Pup
My 2nd born is also a dog, another weiner pup named Ikaika.
He isn’t crazy for the balls, he just gets crazy because Pikake gets crazy.
He really doesn’t care a thing about the ball.
He just wants what she wants.
And, he completely freaks out about it.
He barks like a mad dog when she is running around with her little tail wagging, chasing after her precious toy.
We try to give him his own ball, but he insists on having the same ball that Pikake has.
Funny thing is, he’s a total scaredy-pup.
Even though he is bigger than her, and stronger than her, he doesn’t try to take the ball from her.
He just runs circles around her, chases her all over the yard and barks at her.
It’s quite annoying.
And, this is his scerrrred face:
Pretty vicious, don’t ya think?
Last week, I took a little bloggy break because I had become completely overwhelmed with the blogosphere.
I have a tendency to let my life get quite out of balance.
I don’t know if this is peculiar to me as an individual, or if everyone has this propensity.
But, balance is not something I’ve mastered.
Usually what happens is that I dive into something new, and then come to regret my excitement later when I realize it’s gotten out of control.
I’m quite like Pikake in that sense.
I get super, duper excited.
My lower lip quivers as the adrenaline pumps through my body.
Sometimes this happens in an Ikaika like fashion.
I’ll see what someone else has, and want a piece of it.
I run circles around them, trying to figure out how they got so good at _______ (fill in the blank) and try to replicate it in my own life.
Never quite works out the way I planned.
I usually end up frustrated with myself, and end up killing the original plan.
In Pikake’s world, that means she kills the ball. Tears it to shreds. Makes it completely unrecognizable that it ever was a ball to begin with.
I realized this was starting to happen with my blog, so I took a break. No writing blog posts, reading blogs, commenting on blogs, or thinking about blogging.
I was going to breathe.
When I started to pray, I immediately sensed that God was telling me to stop talking.
He simply said:
I tried to ask Him what that meant, but He just repeated,
Then, I told God it wasn’t nice to talk to me like I was a dog.
He got really loud then, saying,
I shared this word with my dear friend and fellow blogger, Melissa.
My sharing was out of desperation and also wondering if it could be confirmed that I’m not crazy, and yes, God does sometimes speak to us in simple, one syllable words that seem to have little meaning.
Melissa confirmed an awareness that had been growing in my heart.
God was telling me to STAY, yes, like I tell Pikake to stay.
To wait for His cue.
To stop acting like a crazy dog.
To stop chasing after what someone else has.
To stop doing what I was doing before I ended up tearing it into unrecognizable pieces.
He has something specific in mind for me.
But, it’s not time yet.
So, for now, I’m just gonna STAY where I’m at, until He speaks the word GO to me.
What does all that mean?
Before I started Pop Parables, I heard this from God:
While in worship one Sunday morning, God spoke to my heart. He said that if I was willing to hand over the reigns to my bloggy dreams, He could turn it into something meaningful, useful and fruitful.
I honestly beleive with my whole heart that this blog is a ministry.
I wouldn’t put as much time and effort into it if I didn’t believe it was a way in which I could share my faith and God’s truth could be proclaimed.
But, I have another ministry in my life: my family.
My loving husband, my three boys, and even my weiner pups.
They are my first ministry.
And, everything else has to fall around that priority.
Especially since I’m still working on that whole Mommy Fail thing.
So, I’m pulling back a little with the blog.
But, this is all in anticipation of great things I know God is bringing to Pop Parables later this year.
By pulling back I mean:
- Spending less time reading and commenting on other blogs (I’m so sad about this one!)
Focusing on increasing my technical knowledge so I can blog more efficiently and productively
Exploring ways I can earn a few bucks through my blog, so I can support my first ministry, my family
Unless you have a blog that I frequent, you probably won’t even notice these changes.
But, I still thought I would let you all know because you have become a unique part of my faith community.
I have been so blessed by the people I’ve come to know through Pop Parables.
I’ve formed meaningful, lasting relationships here.
I’ve gained a new sense of confidence about sharing my faith.
I’ve been reminded of my gifts and my calling.
Most importantly, I’ve deepened my faith.
And, if you’re reading this, you’ve been an instrumental part of that journey.
So, I thought you should know.
The passage God gave me for this period of time is Psalm 46:10-11 (NIV),
10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”
11 The Lord Almighty is with us;
the God of Jacob is our fortress.
I loved the words of the NASB version of this passage:
10“Cease striving and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.”
11The Lord of hosts is with us;
The God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah.
When I combine the meaning from both versions, I see 2 separate commands:
Be still and Cease striving.
Settle down and stop trying to get the ball.
Just wait for Him.
Allow the Lord to exalted, not me.
And, finally, SELAH, which scholars say means
I’ll take all of the above, please.
Has God ever told you to stay? Or perhaps to wait for something? How long did it take?
What did you do while you were staying or waiting?
How do you keep your life in balance?