When Lysa Terkuest’s book, The Best Yes, came out a couple of years ago, I snatched it off the shelves. I had heard so many amazing reviews on it & figured if everyone else loved it so much & felt it speaking so clearly into their lives, surely I would too. I started it & shortly into chapter 3 set it down & didn’t pick it up again. It just wasn’t resonating with me. Which is even funnier because I was recommending it to people around me- I knew the material was good & the message was needed, but for whatever reason it just wasn’t clicking with me.
You see, I have always been pretty good at telling people no. I’m not a people pleaser. In general, I don’t really care about “pleasing” people. I don’t suffer with the “disease to please” as she calls it. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not confrontational (I used to be, but thankfully I have grown up) & I don’t purposely try to upset people, but I won’t bend over backwards & contort my spine to give someone a yes. I understand the value of no.
I thought, at the time, I understood the value of no; but all I really understood was the ability to please myself & not say yes to things I didn’t want to do. I would commit to it & then back out, because I unknowingly was stuffing my schedule full & that one event or appointment was the one place I saw where I could alleviate some pressure. I didn’t realize, I desperately needed the message this book had to offer.
…So here I am 2 years later & this book is absolutely resonating with me. It has been sitting in my book drawer- you know the place where all the books you buy sit until you’re combing through for something to read because your most recent purchase was finished way before it would be appropriate to purchase another? Yeah, that spot.
I opened the drawer & it felt like this book had eyes & was saying “you need to read me”. Really I think it was a prompting from God to pick it up as I entered into this next season of HFL. He could see a too tightly packed schedule & lack of breathing room & white space. He could see my previous weeks of too much was getting ready to crash down on me like a ton of bricks. I couldn’t. He could.
So I picked it up & started to read again. As I sit here on my front porch swinging away, writing this with y’all in mind & that book that “just didn’t resonate with me” sits next to me after having brought me to tears & elicited mental first pumps & amens & yes-yes-yes moments. I would say it is resonating with me now.
The other day, I posted on Instagram that I was declaring [yes, I declared. Don’t we all?] that I was officially in a season of no. As of right now, just for this month. But who knows how long a season will last- I mean goodness summer felt like it would never end here in the south, then Saturday, all of a sudden, fall gave us a little wink. I am saying no this month to anything that isn’t already on my calendar. I’m giving myself & my schedule some breathing space.
Is there a space in your life that desperately needs some breathing room? No really, ask yourself if there is something stressing you out, that makes you groan when you wake up in the morning? Some times we can’t get away from those things but maybe, just maybe, God is promoting you to make that an area of prayer. Maybe He wants to do something in that area but you’ve got too many sardines in your can to fit in the Alaskan salmon. Hmmmmmmm!