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Frozen In Time! Featuring Tracy Teppler~

I feel frozen.  I feel unable to do anything!  I love being creative, although I am not a creative person.  I'm good at following a pattern and I'm practical and get stuff done.  But, this thing that hangs over us constantly, is freezing me up.
  • My emotions are freaking out!  Either really calm or really over the top
  • I am getting nothing done.
  • I'm not trying anything new
  • I am not completing projects I've started
I suppose at the end of the day, that is exactly what the devil wants.  So, I suppose the plan is to do what the devil does not want me to do.  In that case, 
  • I need to continue on with existing projects.  I will go hunt down that knitting thing I started.
  • I need to try new things, eg something new to cook, tackle making that lamp shade cover, maybe go somewhere new
  • I need to praise and worship until all those negative thoughts have no room left in my head.
Your Word Lord, keeps me from freezing....

Yep, that is my plan of action.  I will put on my praise music, take out my half-finished project, look for a new recipe to try and get on with it.  I know God will restore all this situation has stolen, but I mustn't add to this thievery by freezing up and stopping living.  That, I know God does not want for me!

Joel 2 v 25:  I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten....
Amen and amen!

God bless


  1. OH, I so get this. When I froze up 6 years ago, I decided to get up and praise and do and move forward each day. The freezing thawed and away I went.
    Keep movin' and shakin', praisin' and cookin'! :)

  2. So glad you wrote this. I was wondering what was the matter with me. I am frozen. Time to get my praise on and start moving forward :) Thank you so much for this post

  3. I have moments when I feel frozen too, my mom is fighting cancer.........

  4. Hi Ladies, I am so glad that you can relate to my feeling this way, and Kristin, you are completely right, get your praise on and move forward, one step and a time. And one of these days, we look back and see that the thaw has taken place and we are experiencing joy and peace again. Thank you for your encouragement
    God bless


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