See the Vision, and Act Upon It. Habakkuk 2:2-3

For all that I am adverse to megachurches, I love Pastor Craig Oliver's sermons. I watch from home, so I know that what I'm seeing could be last week's or even last year's message. This is fine, they still speak to me. Friday and Saturday I really began to see in my mind how my businessES - yes, plural now - will shape up in the future. The near future. I woke up in the middle of the night with roadmaps, plans, even interior designs in my head.

So what did I do? I jumped up, grabbed my netbook, and typed. Later in the day when more flowed, I poured it all into my notebook (yes, I still have a notebook, like, with a pen). What was once semi-clear but nebulous ideas was now crystal clear. Securing students, planning events, complete website redesigns (including this one) - it was all there. It was like God was clearing all the haze so I could make a plan. He was telling me, it's time.

I believe it started with the revelation that while I am still required to serve, I cannot do so if I cannot pay bills, feed my children, clothe them, etc. It was even ok, I realized, to go out and have a guilt-free good time. I have been giving away so many services for free, that no one could see the benefit in paying for my courses. Thankfully, my on-site workshops continue to be in demand, but you see my point. I've stated for so long that I don't need to be rich that I was almost deliberately sabotaging my success. I finally said to myself, no more. My prices are fair, and well suited to the area and my competition. Self-doubt is a vicious and insidious enemy. Remember, people ask you for help because they need what you know. Ergo, there IS a demand. You. Must. Be. Paid.

Ok, so back to Pastor Oliver. On Sunday he confirmed what I had seen with a passage I will be posting throughout the house for myself and the boys. I give you Habakkuk 2:2-3:

2 And the LORD answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make it plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it.

3 For the vision is yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry. 

I teared up. I felt, in my soul, that the Lord had just patted me on the back. Yesterday, I figured out how to manipulate my Linux server, set up all three websites that I'm currently working on, trained our new admin, made major edits to our business plan, and STILL made it out to the movies. Today, I'm still on a roll. I plan to complete all three sites by the end of the week. When I say motivated - let's just say that the struggle to do my life every day will be come more comfortable in the coming months.

I'll be doing more in less time, because I am absolutely committed to shutting it down by 6p. For the two weeks that the boys are home before BigM starts school, I'm not working. I miss them like air. I haven't seen my kids all summer. I can give them two weeks.

Just know that there is never going to be a "right" time. The struggle is long, hard, and dark - but when the time is right, it WILL happen.