The Mott Spot
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
~ Psalm 139:14 NIV
My life is nothing special—I’m just like anyone else trying to discover who I am and who I want to be. What may separate me from others who might describe themselves in a similar fashion is my age—you would think a 50-something grandmother would have it all figured out by now. But alas, situations change and life happens to all of us. And as things happen, we find ourselves standing at the inevitable crossroads of life that mold and shape who we are.
Ever since I sat in those tiny desks as a first grader and was handed a big, black pencil and a ruled tablet, I have been fascinated with what I could do with those tools. And from the time I was able to grip that pencil in my chubby, little fingers and form letters on paper, I have loved to write. From the beginning, I was intrigued by my ability to first make letters into words and I was inexplicably in love with writing once I could form those words into sentences. Once those sentences became stories--pieces of me--writing became my passion.
Much of what will land on these pages will be my thoughts and musings on things--and people--I treasure. There may be precious little of interest to anyone other than myself and those close to me. So why publish a website?
For much of my life, I have kept a journal of sorts; writing about situations is therapeutic for me. With the advent of technology-made-easy, I can now blog my way through my thoughts, creating my own special brand of catharsis. In short, it's really cheap therapy from the comfort of my home!
Ever since I sat in those tiny desks as a first grader and was handed a big, black pencil and a ruled tablet, I have been fascinated with what I could do with those tools. And from the time I was able to grip that pencil in my chubby, little fingers and form letters on paper, I have loved to write. From the beginning, I was intrigued by my ability to first make letters into words and I was inexplicably in love with writing once I could form those words into sentences. Once those sentences became stories--pieces of me--writing became my passion.
Much of what will land on these pages will be my thoughts and musings on things--and people--I treasure. There may be precious little of interest to anyone other than myself and those close to me. So why publish a website?
For much of my life, I have kept a journal of sorts; writing about situations is therapeutic for me. With the advent of technology-made-easy, I can now blog my way through my thoughts, creating my own special brand of catharsis. In short, it's really cheap therapy from the comfort of my home!
Martha Davis - About Me
After more than 30 years of climbing the corporate ladder, I am unemployed, by choice. I walked away from a life that left me feeling like one of those gerbils in a cage--you know the ones on the wheel, just running for all they're worth and getting nowhere?
The Lord compelled me to make a change a couple of years before I actually listened to what HE had to say. I knew in my heart that I was not glorifying God the way He wanted me to when I was giving so much of myself to a job.
It was never about the money for me, although the paycheck was handsome. For me every job--every career move--has been about accomplishment. In a workplace setting, when I accomplished something, I was always driven to accomplish more and more. At some point, that mindset gets you into a lot of trouble--with your family, your friends, and most importantly, with your God. I am not Super Woman! And now, I am at a stage of life where I don't aspire to be.
The video below reflects my personal testimony. It speaks of how I lived my life for too many years and my firm conviction that by God's grace, I can rest in Him and not my achievements.
The Lord compelled me to make a change a couple of years before I actually listened to what HE had to say. I knew in my heart that I was not glorifying God the way He wanted me to when I was giving so much of myself to a job.
It was never about the money for me, although the paycheck was handsome. For me every job--every career move--has been about accomplishment. In a workplace setting, when I accomplished something, I was always driven to accomplish more and more. At some point, that mindset gets you into a lot of trouble--with your family, your friends, and most importantly, with your God. I am not Super Woman! And now, I am at a stage of life where I don't aspire to be.
The video below reflects my personal testimony. It speaks of how I lived my life for too many years and my firm conviction that by God's grace, I can rest in Him and not my achievements.
Time measured out my days; life carried me along.
In my soul, I yearned to follow God,
But knew I'd never be so strong.
I looked hard at this world to learn how Heaven could be gained.
Just to end where I began, where human effort is all in vain.
Were it not for grace, I can tell you where I'd be . . .
Wandering down some pointless road to nowhere
With my salvation left to me.
I know how that would go--the battles I would face--
Forever running but losing the race!
Were it not for grace!
So here is all my praise, expressed with all my heart,
Offered to a Friend who took my place
And ran a course I could not start.
And when He saw in full just how much His love would cost,
He still went the final mile between me and Heaven so I would not be lost.
In my soul, I yearned to follow God,
But knew I'd never be so strong.
I looked hard at this world to learn how Heaven could be gained.
Just to end where I began, where human effort is all in vain.
Were it not for grace, I can tell you where I'd be . . .
Wandering down some pointless road to nowhere
With my salvation left to me.
I know how that would go--the battles I would face--
Forever running but losing the race!
Were it not for grace!
So here is all my praise, expressed with all my heart,
Offered to a Friend who took my place
And ran a course I could not start.
And when He saw in full just how much His love would cost,
He still went the final mile between me and Heaven so I would not be lost.