Once in a Blue Moon

PSA: For all of you that are superstitious, there will be a blue moon this Halloween. Some of you may have just decided to cancel the holiday and will be spending it alone and away from anyone and anything that may result in impending doom.

I’m not that superstitious. But the whole idea of a blue moon got me thinking. If someone were to look at how you lived to the fullest, would they say you did it “once in a blue moon”?

Jesus says He came to give us life. Not just eternal life. Life here on this earth. And this life that Jesus offers us is not just the everyday mundane tasks that must be accomplished every twenty-four hours in order to survive. He promises life MORE ABUNDANT.

What does life more abundant look like for you? Maybe it’s time to step out on faith and ask for that new job. Perhaps you want to help those that cannot help themselves, and you should begin working as a volunteer. Maybe it’s a phone call to check in with someone that’s been on your mind. God knows. And He’ll put it on your heart so you will too!

We were all born with dreams and desires. For many of us, we settle into the status quo and decide to travel the path of least resistance. What dreams or passions have you neglected for the busyness of doing life? What would “life more abundant” look like for you?

God wants HIS best for you and your family. Step out in faith and live abundantly in what God has for you. Let this be your “new normal” rather than living abundantly “once in a blue moon.”

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