Look Out For Joy
We can have joy even in the midst of tough circumstances. After suffering the unthinkable death of my three-year-old son, I share ways to look for joy no matter what happens in life. I pray you will be on the "Look Out for Joy." Your friend, Adria Wilkins. For more information about my book "The Joy Box Journal" or speaking topics check out my website at https://www.adriawilkins.com/
Look Out For Joy
Load 'em Up and Move 'em out
Our minds get so piled up with negative thoughts, abuse, and hurtful words. We may need to call in the big machinery to help us work through the thoughts rolling around in our minds.
My grandson loves big construction equipment like dump trucks, bulldozers, and front loaders. We go out for walks in their neighborhood where they are building more homes. We stop and look at the heavy machinery. They are much bigger when you get up close to them. They are designed to do the heavy work and heavy lifting. These machines are expensive to purchase or rent and require much effort to get them in place to do the work.
These large pieces of equipment make the job of moving large boulders and lots of dirt at a time a easier task. A rock fragment greater than 10.1 inches is considered a boulder.
Le Tourneau (l-EH-t-uu-r-n-oh) L-2350 is the biggest earthmover and according to the Guinness World Records it is the biggest earthmover ever built. The tires are 13 feet tall and five feet wide.
Just like bulldozers come through and clean up an area there may be times that we could use bulldozer to push out all the negative thoughts in our mind. We may need a good ole cleaning so we can start fresh.
In order to begin to move out the negativity and pain we will need to use some energy and effort to push into action.
Having hurts and abuse building up in our brains will take some power to gather and move the heavy-laden burdens and the piles of words and actions that have hurt us so badly.
Just sweeping the hurt and emotions under the rug with a cheap broom won’t fix the problems.
Five years after my son passed away, I was continuing to have panic attacks and post traumatic stress. I sought out a Christian counselor who helped me figure out what was deep in my mind that was allowing my pain to continue. Through journaling and talking we were able to unravel what was keeping me stuck in the mud. It was simply because I couldn’t quit asking questions of the situation with my son passing.
It takes energy and effort to make a decision that you are going to get up and do something.