Wisdom from my Friend

In case you couldn’t tell by my previous post, I absolutely adore my friend Carrie. She has made such a difference in my life. We met because of essential oils, but she has spoken so much truth and life into me that is far more than just essential oils, or business. She has taught me who I want to be as a woman, a wife, and a mother. She has also set me on a path that I never would have dreamed as she helped me see a need that is not being filled well.

When I met Carrie, I truly doubted I would ever have a son. My husband had 4 amazing daughters when I met him and we had recently had a daughter together. Almost everyone who knew my husband told me not to get my hopes up because, well, just look at my husband’s history. They told me that Sherrell boys don’t have boys. I told Carrie about how I had longed for a son since shortly after my high school days were over. Carrie gave me the book Supernatural Childbirth, which I still maintain is a must-read for any follower of Christ who is of child-bearing age. It’s not just about natural childbirth, it’s about believing God for the desires of your heart, after all, it is He who put them there!

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At that time in my life, well for most of my life, I was a rule follower. I did my best to follow the rules, and do what was expected, without asking any questions. I rarely had a solid opinion on anything, and generally trusted all authority figures to have my best interest in mind. Then Carrie began to ask me some questions that changed the way I thought, and the advice I allowed myself to consider.

The first thing she asked me, still in regard to my mis-belief that I couldn’t have a son was “Is that biblically true?” The truth that people share can often be distorted, changed, or just plain wrong. God’s truth has been the same for thousands of years. Some of it may not be popular, but it is truth none the less. So if that belief that I held was not of God, than it is not truth. Wow! That set a change in me as I read through the Bible.

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I read Eve’s exclamation “With God’s help I have brought forth a son.” I prayed that I would be Eve, and that I would always remember God’s work in my family. I read of Sarah, having a beloved son in her old age. While I was older than many childbearing women, I was certainly not as old as my namesake! If God could give Sarah a son, he could do the same for me. The one that resonated with me most was reading of Hannah. She wept and cried, begging God for a child. She was so distraught that the priest thought she was drunk, she explained the pain of her unfulfilled desire for a child. The priest told her that God would grant her a son. I remember reading that and seeing how God just wants us to he honest with Him. If things suck, tell God the truth about your hurts, and ask Him to help you trust His goodness in the situation.

We conceived a child (our second together). When I asked Robbie about an ultrasound and finding out the gender, he said he didn’t want to know. We had prayed for a baby and waited close to a year before my positive test, we didn’t want to spend any time disappointed over gender. I remember so many people who said the suspense of not knowing was killing them while I was pregnant. I remember a peace and deep knowing that God was going to give me a son. I will never forget the moment my husband turned to tell me through tears “It’s a boy!”

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God is so good! He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. If what you believe is not from God in His Word, then you need to really examine whether it is true. His truth is the only truth that matters.

I completely went in a direction different from what I had planned with this blog post, but I feel I need to leave it as is because someone needs to see this, so I will have yet more on that lovely friend of mine soon.

~ Sara
Rockin’ Oily Momma

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Childlike Belief

What were your hopes and dreams as a child? When you played, what was your imagined job as a grown up?

I remember dreams of being a princess

I remember having many aspirations through the years. I remember wanting to be a singer, a lawyer, the first woman president, a baker, and a writer. All these were dream careers of mine at some point between childhood and into my teen years.

The thing is I have no talent for singing whatsoever. If I were to be paid while singing, it would be more likely that people were paying me to stop! There is no way in to world that I would want to be a lawyer, and certainly not a president! My home and the people in it are enough responsibility for me, thank you!

While I still do love to bake, I far prefer just baking for those I love (even if I do end up eating way more than my share). Many years ago, I gave up on dreaming of a career in writing, but I do enjoy writing on this blog, and I have had one work of poetry published. While I no longer desire to write in a magazine, maybe one day a book wouldn’t be out of the question.

Things change, and as we become adults, some of our goals adjust based on the reality of our lives, and of our personal strengths and weaknesses. Sadly though, many of our goals change because we simply give up on ourselves.

It is easy as an adult to become cynical. Life is full of obstacles, and sometime it does appear as though the only people making it to the top are the ones who cheated their way there. For every one of those stories though, there are more stories of people working hard and achieving the success that had once been a far of dream.

Meeting goals takes hard work and sacrifice, and the bigger the goal, the harder the work.

That is part of the beauty of childhood. If you tell a child that it would be hard to have the career of his or her dreams, and you will likely be told “I don’t care, that is what I want. I will do it.”

So at what point in our lives do we lose that tenacity? I say it is time we regain our resolve. Let’s start having big dreams again. Let’s keep our eyes on the prize and make it happen. It may be hard, but we want it, and we can have it!

Blessings,
Sara Sherrell
Rockin’ Oily Momma

Note: The essential oil desk reference says that Inner Child essential oil helps one “reconnect with the inner self or identity.”
I bet your inner self knows you can achieve great things!