I Almost Missed It…

I Almost Missed It…

I Almost Missed It…

Faith.Fashion.Fun that’s the foundation of this blog…It all started with a simple phrase, ‘I Almost Missed It’. Roughly 4 years ago, I started chronicling everyday events that took place in my life and what I learned from them. I soon realized that in taking the time to pen the event – big or small – it forced me to make the time to further reflect on the pearl(s) of wisdom to be gained from it.

These individual moments turned into a collection of experiences that eventually morphed into this blog.

My goal for the blog was simple:

Help people refrain from missing those life moments where you can learn something that will allow you not to repeat the same scenario. It’s my heart’s desire to help people to stop, take a breath and not miss what we are being shown in that moment. Because in looking back at all of the hustle and bustle of my life for 10+ years, I realized that I just may have missed many moments and consequently, the pearls of wisdom that accompanied each one.

And Peculiar Chix, I don’t want you to miss anything in this gift called life that we’ve been given!

After a recent Sunday worship experience, I was led to circle back to a car dealership that I had just passed. To my surprise when I entered the hallowed grounds of the lot, back behind it was a whole other swath of vehicles. And not just any caliber of driving machines. But, this, my friends was an impressive fleet of luxury automobiles made by a little ol’ company you may be familiar with…Porsche!

Now let’s be clear…

…a name brand harlot I am not (clutch my pearls, did she say harlot? Mmmm hmmm, I sure did). However, do I consider myself a connoisseur of quality. Now THAT you can call me that all day long and twice on Sunday!

In the arena of vehicles, I’ve become an appreciator and owner of the crossover/mid-size SUVs. I’ve found that they give you the best of both worlds – function and fashion. They provide interior space and room for day-to-day travel as well as road trips (remember, I have a 75-pound dog), ample trunk space and sleek styling all without blowing my gas budget each month.

I turned in to the Porsche dealership…

…and drove around to look at the various vehicles. I settled my gaze, however, on a chocolate brown Porsche Cayenne vehicle with peanut butter leather interior. Girlllluhhh!!!!

I got out of the car and encircled the vehicle looking at the price tag, looking inside, looking at the back. And it was then, just at that moment, that it hit me…

I HAD STOPPED DREAMING!

Here’s the thing, I was crystal clear that I had been obedient to God by moving to the south. However, the road of transition had been quite bumpy, to say the least. Imagine your car breaking down at the stoplight of a 2-lane, turn lane on week 2 of your new job. Not only is it a typical southern hot and humid day in July, but you have nerve to have on a black, pant suit as your uniform that day. And when I say break down, I mean completely power down and begin to smoke inside the cabin and billow out from the car’s hood. You have to depart your car in the middle of a 4-lane, busy road, hitch a ride from a complete stranger to the office and then figure out how you’re going to get your now abandoned vehicle to a maintenance shop or car dealership…and then pay for it to be resolved.

Oh yeah, and this is a Monday and you still have a car full of items from your home in Maryland that you were transferring down here the night before. And this was one “bumpy” story of many. And I know, first world problems right? But at that time in my life, first world or not, it was far from a smooth Monday morning!

So…

…in spite of or in the mist of our obedience, sometimes, the journey of obedience can be a bumpy one. BUT, a regularly scheduled “Have I stopped dreaming” check-up is definitely in order.

Because it was there in that parking lot that I realized that I had stopped dreaming and had begun focusing not on the road ahead rather on the cares that were arising along this portion of the road called Bumpy.

“Casting the whole of your care [all your anxieties, all your worries, all your concerns, once and for all] on Him, for He cares for you affectionately and cares about you watchfully.

– 1 Peter 5:7  

https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+peter+5&version=AMPC

 

“Cast your burden on the Lord [releasing the weight of it] and He will sustain you; He will never allow the [consistently] righteous to be moved (made to slip, fall, or fail).

– Psalm 55:22  

https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm+55&version=AMPC

 

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After this realization, I circled back to the first dealership I encountered. While these were luxury vehicles as well (a Mercedes Benz fleet of cars), the Porsche still had my full attention. Not for the name, not for the prestige, none of that. It was because it was that dealership, where I realized that I needed to start dreaming again. And while the Mercedes-Benz vehicles were nice, the Porsche really was my dream car. And why settle for anything less than my dream?

DON’T.STOP.DREAMING.

And if you have, today is a perfect day to start dreaming again!

Love ya girlie!  

 

photo credits: goodenoughmother.com, dailyburn.com

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At this intersection of faith, fabulosity and fun, you’ll find a space where pecularity is celebrated. It took me many years, but I finally discovered that I am indeed peculiar…and that being peculiar is amazing! I’d love for you to travel along this journey with me and celebrate this amazing gift of life that we have been provided.
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“But you are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a peculiar people…from nothing to something, from rejected to accepted.” – 1 Peter 2:9

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