• Life lessons

    An Injured Runner

    Is no longer a runner, but a sad shell of a runner.

     

    I can attest to this because I am currently injured.  And as a person who operates under considerable stress, running was my drug. I know, I know, most of you hate to run. You cannot imagine why I would torture myself with running mile after mile in the heat or cold or at 4:30am. I, on the other hand,  cannot imagine life without running. But as I was complaining about my inability to run to someone the other day, they so aptly responded, well, maybe there is a lesson to be learned in this. Oh the voice of reason.  Surely I am not injured to learn anything. I am just injured because I am stubborn and hate to slow down or relax or talk through my problems.  No, I don’t need to learn anything, I just need to get back on the road.

     

    Ok, I am being very sarcastic.

     

    Granted, an injury would not have been my choice of ways to learn my lesson. Especially one that as I have found out, has no easy solution. God designed all of us with something called an IT (Iliotibial) band.  It runs from your outer hip to your knee and when inflamed causes considerable pain.  I mean, the kind that caused me to limp a 1/2 mile back to the gym last Monday despite all my pride wanting to finish the run.  There are a myriad of reasons that cause IT band pain, and a few generic solutions that seem to work for some people. But enough on the anatomy lesson.  All you need to know is after almost two weeks of icing, stretching, and reading all I can on this injury, it still hurts.  My illusive runner career is for the moment cut short. I was after a week given the okay to ride a bike providing it didn’t bother it.  It didn’t hurt while riding, but today it is hurting worse so maybe biking was not the best idea.

     

    The more research I have done on IT band syndrome, the more I am learning that the fix comes with rest, stretching, and strength training. To fix the problem, you have to be disciplined to prepare your body for the pounding it takes when running. You have to take the time to do the squats, stretch, and make sure you have the adequate shoes. None of the fixes are in and of themselves difficult. None of them are super time-consuming. But they require that you do them. If you skip them, you end up injured. Unable to run. and miserable. (ok, maybe that is a slight exaggeration)  But really is an IT band injury all that different from the rest of life? How many things can we just get up do with no training, no preparation, no discipline, and actually be successful?  Even if you can wing it once, does this mean it is a good habit to continue? I was in really good shape thanks to all the swimming and biking I was doing. Thus running 5 miles was actually pretty doable. Except that my legs were not adequately prepared for the pounding and after three weeks rebelled in a major way. They said “no way, we aren’t ready for this.”

     

    I now have two choices.  This is the first bump in the road, the first challenge to my goals for the year that hit a little earlier then I would have liked. I can give up on running forever or I can go back to the basics, prepare and train properly, let my body heal, and soon enough get back to running as much as I want.   I am not going to give up.  I am going to make a plan, train right, and stick to it so I can run injury free.  I am going to stop being so stubborn and take the time to prepare, to stretch, and to strength train. However, perhaps the bigger picture is the rest of the life. The way that I operate day-to-day that I need to address.  I am pretty disciplined in a lot of areas of my life. However, I am easily discouraged, easily dissuaded from completing the goal, and tend to run from issues instead of dealing with them.  I have pushed a lot of things under the rug in favor of early morning workouts, grad school, and sleep. Those are not terrible ways to spend my time, but there are things in my life that are slipping that I need to address, not run from.  And while every bone in my body wants to put on my running shoes and pound out my stresses on the road, I am going to use this time to focus on the things that have been slipping and on dealing with stress in other ways. Surely there are other ways right? 🙂

    Don’t count me out. Running a marathon is still on my bucket list for the year and thanks to a good doctor, a lot of ice, and growth in the area of patience on my end, it should still be very doable. After all, it is only January and one roadblock is not going to stop me from crossing things off that list. It is also a good wake-up call to stop running from the things in my life that I need to face head on and to push through the hard things to get to an end result that is far better then I would have ever imagined.

     

    What about you? How is the year going so far? Still keeping up with your resolutions or plans or whatever you do at the beginning of the year?

     

  • Life Inspiration

    “Excuses Make You Suck”

    Last week, I had the opportunity to hear Dr. Jason Selk speak. He is the author of the book 10-Minute Toughness and perhaps most notably around this area, the Director of Mental Training for the St. Louis Cardinals.  His hour-long talk was one of the most straight-forward, down-to-earth messages I have heard in a while and the exact message I believe everyone needs to hear at this time of year. Heading into mid-January, how are your goals and resolutions for the year holding up? Have you already forgotten them? I hope not, but in case you are waning, here is a bit of motivation to keep you moving.

     

    Dr. Selk’s talk was entitled “The Heart of a Champion.” The key message was having courage to believe in yourself when the chops are down. It’s easy to believe in yourself when things are going well, but he talked about being the type of person that is prepared and ready for the tough moment. To do this, “one must know that they always finish what they set out to do.” How many times have you set a goal only to not finish it? What are you telling yourself when that happens?  We must become the type of people who always finish what we start.  But how do you do this? By starting small, focusing on the process, and choosing to attack the things you can control. Dr. Selk’s inspiration comes from wrestling great, Dan Gable.  Gable’s wrestling record was 182-1 and included an Olympic medal. Dr. Selk sat down and interviewed him and came up with three steps for creating the discipline in your life that you need to become the type of person that always finishes what they set out to finish.

     

    Step 1: Choose carefully what you decide to accomplish.  You do not have to set the bar extremely high. If you aren’t a runner, start with a 5k, not a marathon. Start with getting up early one day a week if you aren’t a morning person. Read 5 minutes extra a day. Choose a goal carefully that is doable.

     

    Step 2: Always finish-no excuses.  No matter what happens, finish the goal. Cross the finish line. Crawl out of bed. Stay up 5 more minutes.

     

    Step 3: If you come up short, find the nearest mirror and say, “I’m sorry, there are no excuses, this will never happen again.” Don’t make an excuse. Just admit you came up short and determine to never let it happen again.

     

    As Dr. Selk so aptly quoted, “Excuses make you suck.” They are the antithesis to success. Do not let them become part of your vocabulary. Apologize without excuses. Finish your goals. Admit you came up short, but don’t excuse it. Because we can all be people who do what we say we will do.

     

    One of the ways he talked about this being attainable is by focusing on process goals. Make sure that you are doing daily the things needed to get you to your ultimate goal. Dan Gable wanted to be the best. So he made sure that he practiced harder, longer, smarter, and with more intensity than his opponents. He knew when he stepped up for a match that he was as prepared as he would ever be. He had made sure his process would secure his success.

    Another thing Dr. Selk pointed out was that as human beings, we are goal striving, not goal achieving. Sure its great to finish the race, but the process is where the real enjoyment comes. Be the type of person that finishes what they started and learns to set small goals to enjoy the process along the way. Stop making excuses. Because we can all be runners or morning people or readers or better at our job or have stronger relationships. We just have to set goals and do them. We have to get up and stop making excuses or saying “we can’t do it.”

     

    If you want more information, pick up Dr. Selk’s book 10-Minute Toughness. I thoroughly enjoyed listening to him and am going to use 2012 as a year to practice ridding my vocabulary of excuses. Perhaps it would be a good exercise for all of us.

  • Community

    My 2012 Impossible List

    I am giving up on resolutions.  It’s cliché and something people do around this time of year, but I think we do them more to say we have done them, instead of doing them with any intent on actually following through with them. So for 2012, I am making zero resolutions.  I am pretty avid follower of Joel Runyon-you can find him here and here-and he is always talking about doing impossible things.  Thus, for 2012 I am making an impossible list.  Because #1 on my list of goals is to live life to the fullest that I can and to accumulate as many experiences as I can. So enjoy my impossible list and maybe it will inspire you to make one of your own!! (because resolutions are sooo yesterday)

     

    2012 Impossible List
     
    Complete one year of my master’s degree with a 4.0
    Spend a week traveling with Anna
    Complete a marathon
    Master swimming
    Buy a bike
    Finish a triathlon
    Complete Warrior Dash with my dad
    Buy only sustainable, ethical clothes and shoes
    Go to the City Museum in St. Louis
    Spend a weekend in Chicago
    Visit my friends in Louisville
    Pass my 6 and 63 tests for work..the first time
    Learn to enjoy cooking
    Re-design my blog
    Gain 10lbs
    Read through the Bible in a year
     
    (more may be added later, but I think it would be a good year if I accomplished all that!)

     

  • Conquering Fears

    “I lived on an island last year”

    “I lived on an island last year. “

     

    I find myself saying that a lot when I meet new people. Funny thing is, while I was living in that island and even now, it doesn’t seem that huge. I almost say it nonchalantly. Like, oh yeah, last year I lived on an island. And traveled the world. And rode an elephant. I am not bragging. Honestly, anyone could do it. Sometimes though, when I am talking about it, I step back and realize, “I LIVED ON AN ISLAND LAST YEAR!!”  And swam with a shark. And made some amazing friends. And fell in love with Asian food. And cultures. And trying new things.  Sometimes I step back and wonder why in the world I ever left my island. As the weather starts to turn cold, I increasingly wonder why I left my little piece of paradise.  I don’t always have an answer. Which sometimes scares me. Like maybe I shouldn’t have left. Maybe I should have stayed.  Surely I could have toughed it out and taught a second year.  Other times, I realize that change is woven into who I am. I am always looking for a new adventure, a new challenge, and a new path. Hence why I could fill 8 pages of a resume with jobs I haven’t held longer then a year. (Perhaps I should work on that..) And why perhaps a year on my island was enough. It was enough to give me the ability to believe in myself. To be confident in who I am. To tackle challenges bigger then myself and to realize that at the end, you cherish the experience more than anything. The journey is more important than the destination.

     

    But as I sit at my desk in southern Indiana, staring at the traffic outside my office window, I realize that sometimes I talk about my island because its more exciting than what I am doing today. I talk it about and live vicariously through what I did last year. Because let’s be honest, living on an island is a little more exciting than answering the phone.  However, I don’t live on an island. I moved home in search of a new adventure and while to some my current adventure may not sound as exciting as living on an island, it is a new adventure.  And I am determined to live every day of it as such. An adventure. Because most people may tell you southern Indiana is boring. I would argue. I would say location does not determine boredom factor. People determine boredom factor. 

     

    I finally read Joel Runyon’s Impossible Manifesto.  You should stop reading my post and go read that..but then come back!! See, thing is, life is an adventure and it doesn’t matter where you are. It simply matters if you are going to take today and create adventure. Tackle a fear. Accomplish a goal. Make a new friend. I started swimming. Fear of water kept me out of it for most of my life. Then I decided I wanted to do a triathlon. Which meant I had to get in the water. I took swimming lessons..as a 24-year-old.  And once I did one, I didn’t want to stop. So I am swimming. Because I am not going to let a fear of water determine whether or not I ever do a tri again. I also starting saving my money. And supporting causes I care about. And took on a volunteer position at an organization I love. Oh, and did I mention I am starting a master’s degree. I may not be on my little island anymore, but I am not going to let my location determine how adventurous my life is. Nor am I going to let status quo, what other people think, or the fact that I don’t fit into the mold determine the outcome. 

     

    Thus, I am starting an Impossible List for 2012.. watch for it as the new year gets closer. Because I may not live on island, but I am not using that as an excuse to live a boring life!

  • Life Inspiration

    Quarter of a Century

    Happy 25th Birthday to Me!

     

    I am pretty excited.

     

    25.

     

    Sounds so grown up. I can now rent a car, I have officially entered my mid-twenties, and have enough experience under my belt to at least have somewhat of a voice and opinion. I am three years out of college and getting ready to go back. I have had an amazing year and am excited for what is coming next. Life is always an adventure with me!

     

    I love birthdays. I have never ever dreaded getting one year older. I know, that may catch up with me someday, but for now I am excited about what year 25 will bring. Year 24 year was pretty amazing. I began it in Saipan, traveled to Bali, Australia, and Japan, completed a triathlon, watched my little brother get married, started a new job, and got accepted to a Master’s program. And that is only a small, small sampling of year 24.  

     

    It seemed only natural to blog on this day.  As I thought long and hard about what to write I came up with a few ideas, but overall I realized that I am so blessed and thankful for my life, its hard to narrow it down. It’s been an amazing 25 years and while I could easily come up with 25 things to write about, I am not a fan of long lists and I am guessing you aren’t either. So I narrowed it down to five things I have learned in my 25 years of life. That’s an easy multiple of 25. Five is only a penny in the bucket of all the life lessons I have learned, but hopefully I can keep your attention for long enough to stick through the five. I will even count them down, although they are not really in any particular order.

    5. After 25 years, my parents still know best. While they have become my best friends and have definitely let me grow up, I now  listen to their advice with an open ear. I have finally realized that they may be wiser than I cared to think and they might know a little bit more than I do. (tough lesson to learn)  I am pretty sure I am only where I am today because of them and I am so thankful for their support and love, even when I chose not to listen to them.

    4. After five college major changes, three drastically different jobs, traveling the world, and a lot of researching, I finally found a path. I won’t go so far to say I know exactly what I want to do with my life, but I will say that I have a direction, a focus, and a passion that I plan to pursue until I can no longer. It starts with going back to school. Where it will finish, only God knows. I believe it really started when as a fourth grader I decided to read Uncle Tom’s Cabin. (If you have not read it, I can assure it is not fourth grade level reading material)  My mom may be able to tell you it started earlier than that. All I know is the fight against slavery has been inside of me since that day. What that will look like in terms of the future, I have no idea. All I know is that I cannot squelch it and the number of people enslaved is higher than it has ever been in history so there is a need for people passionate once again about the abolishment of slavery.

    3. Life is all about being present where you are. This was a hard lesson to learn. In fact, I did not learn it until last year. Most of my life I was always looking forward to the next step, the next thing, the next whatever. Moving across the world to a very small island left me no choice but to be where I was. There was no leaving and no sense in being miserable-hello, aside from the cockroaches and mosquitoes, it was pretty close to paradise. So I dug in, made friends, got involved, coached, traveled, and made memories I will have forever.  I made a decision as I said good-bye to Saipan that I was going to live where I was. God doesn’t put us places without purpose so wherever that is, I am going to be all there for however long I am there.

    2. Experiences > Stuff.  Enough said.

    1. Friendships, if worth maintaining, will take work. But the value of a close friend cannot be put into words. E-mail, call, Skype, laugh, and learn together. Find friends that enjoy what you enjoy, share your heart, and at the end of the day, love you for exactly who you are-quirks and all!

     

    I have no idea what year 25 will bring, but I can assure it, life will be anything but boring! I am already starting a list of things to accomplish and I am so excited about the year! For now though, I am going to enjoy my triple shot, venti Peppermint Mocha (free from Starbucks) and enjoy the day.

  • Life Inspiration,  Social Justice

    Feed My Starving Children

    You know you have found a soul sister when your idea of something fun to do on a Friday night is dump food into bags for two hours. But that is exactly what my friend Leah and I did for two hours last Friday night. Amid laughter, music, and lots of chatting, I realized that this was exactly what my soul needed. A break from the media and life to focus on a project way bigger than myself and with an organization I have a very personal connection to.

     

    Rewind a few months.  Leah asked me if I wanted to go to a packing party for this organization called Feed My Starving Children (FMSC). I immediately said yes, perhaps way more enthusiastically than was to be expected. You see, back in 2009, I spent two months in a tiny country in Africa called Swaziland.  While I was there, we had the opportunity to distribute some of the food that was packed and shipped from… Feed My Starving Children. I am not really sure how we got connected, but I remember the look on the faces when we arrived

    with the food. We actually tasted it and its pretty good compared to some of the other food the kids go to eat. Not that starving kids are picky, but the food is packed full of nutrients and they have made a very conscious effort to create something that is culturally acceptable no matter where they ship it. And if you can do all that and still make it taste decent, it’s an added bonus. Ever since that summer, I have just held a special place in my heart for FMSC. Thus, I was ecstatic to be on this end as well.

     

    Friday night we headed out to a local church to be involved in what FMSC calls “Packing Parties.” They have them all over the country and they are usually two-day events broken down into two-hour shifts in which volunteers go and pack the food into boxes to be shipped. Our goal was to pack boxes that would be sent to organizations in Haiti. The food helps alleviate some of the costs of running orphanages and care points for kids around the world. It’s a pretty elaborate process, but so much fun.  After a short film and instructions on wearing hair nets, we went down to the gym and were given even more instructions on the actual process. Leah and I decided to jump on filling the bags with the food. They are made up of four ingredients -chicken, veggies, soy, and rice.  We laughed so hard, jammed out to some music, and had a blast despite ending the night with sore hands and backs.

     

    It left me incredibly thankful for the experiences I have had. Yes, anyone can be involved in packing the food, but to have an actual connection made the night more than just a fun thing to do. It was a reminder of my time spent in Africa and a reminder of how thankful I am for the blessings and opportunities I have been given. It also reminded me of how thankful I am for Leah and her friendship-it takes a special friend to find filling plastic bags with food for two hours an enjoyable experience. Her laughter, acceptance, and understanding of me is something I cherish. She is one of those rare friends that can finish a sentence, complete a thought, and read a mind. And after all that, she still likes me!  Beyond that, it was so amazing to be part of this side of the organization.  Overall, we(the group of people there)  packed enough boxes of food to feed 121 kids for an entire year.  In two hours.  That’s 121 less kids that will be hungry. I think I can give up two hours for that.

     

    What about you? It’s that time of year..any special service projects you are part of? Any organizations that you have a connection to?

  • Life Inspiration

    And The Winner Is…

    Thanks to everyone who commented on my blog. I enjoyed reading them! I found a random number generator online, inputed all the entries in an Excel Doc, and choose a random number that corresponded to an entry. (Tried to make it official)

     

    Anyways.. after all that the winner was:

     

    ELIZABETH ZIKMUND!

     

    Her comment was:

    JK Rowling, I am a big Harry Potter nerd and would love to speak to JK Rowling. She is such an amazing writer, I’d love to pick her brain!
    CS Lewis. I have read so many of his books and a biography written by his stepson. I would love to hear his story in his own words. He wrote amazing books and went through some really hard things.

    Congrats Girl!! And thanks everyone else for entering! (I still think you all should read the book eventually..)

    Happy Reading!

     

  • Life Inspiration

    Start Something That Matters: a Review and a Chance to Win

    “Love your work, work for what you love, and change the world–All at the same time.” -Opening quote from Start Something That Matters written by Founder of TOMS, Blake Mycoskie.

     

    Little excites me more than a good book. I can get lost in the story, the characters, and the imagery the author weaves throughout the pages. And while Start Something That Matters is not as much of a story as it is a guidebook, I fell in love with the book from the first page. I had to be careful where I read it as so many of the stories told by author and founder, Blake Mycoskie brought me to tears. Perhaps I am a little overly sensitive, but there is just something about reading page after page of ordinary people achieving extraordinary things that is inspiring and emotion-provoking. My initial review of the book-finish reading my post and then go buy yourself a copy. It’s worth it. No matter what you do, no matter where you work, or what dreams you have, the practical principles in the book are worth the cost of the book. And you will be giving a book to child somewhere else, so what other reason do you need? Well, in case that was not convincing enough, I will give you a few more reasons I think you should snag yourself a copy.

     

    First, the stories. Maybe you know a little about how TOMS was founded, but my passion for TOMS was increased after reading Blake’s side of the story. And how about the stories behind how Method brand products, Falling Whistles, or charity:water started?  Most often we get this idea in our head that these organizations were founded by super-heroes and that there is nothing that I, an average person, can do. Not true. Those companies were all started by average people with dreams beyond the status quo. The stories were inspiring. As was the challenge-find your story. And in keeping with the practical side of the book, there are steps laid out on how to do just that. How do you find your story? Your message in the midst of the many out there? How do you distinguish your idea as a movement, as a mission, as something other people should become a part of? Those are just some of the things addressed in the first several chapters of the book.

    Second, the challenge. I love how Mycoskie refuses to sugar coat things. He does not simply write an inspiring book that is full of all the successes and positives. He digs deep and challenges you to face the fears and shares the mistakes and failures that came at the beginning. He shares his own fear and insecurity as well as that of many other business leaders. The book takes you on a journey and does not leave you with the impression that it will be easy or smooth, but with the impression that it is possible. That I believe is a much better outcome.  When I finished the last page, I had the confidence to believe I could pursue something that matters. I also had a clear picture of the reality of the challenges that would be ahead and the courage I would need to push through the fear and the feelings of failure.

    Lastly, the resources. I believe most of us are under the impression that we must have an enormous amount of capital and resources to start something. Mycoskie challenges this idea by explaining how carefully they conserved resources and giving very practical ideas of ways to save money at the beginning. In addition, there are pages of free or nearly resources available to everyone starting out. I had not heard of most of the items on the list and highlighted and book marked the pages to continually come back to. The book is full of advice and strategies from other entrepreneurs that added value to the practicality of the book.

    Overall, I would highly recommend the book. Even if you do not ever plan on starting your own company, the tools in the book are easily applied to whatever you are doing. I think the value of the book is that not only does it tell a story, but it inspires its readers to tell their stories. And not just to tell your story, but to practically turn that story into something bigger, something that matters. It’s a book you close out not only feeling inspired, but feeling equipped to start. That in my opinion makes it an excellent read.

     

    Now its your turn. I want you to read it. And I am going to make it easy for you because I have a brand new copy of the book to give away!  I will even cover the shipping! All you have to do is simply comment on this post an answer to the following question:

    If you could listen to anyone’s story of how they got where they are, who would it be and why? 

    I will tell you my answer. It would be Tom Davis, founder of Children’s Hope Chest because I admire what he has done for the orphan and the widow around the world, and he works closely with Swaziland-a country near to my heart.

    Now its your turn. I will give you guys until December 2nd, 2011 at midnight to answer and then I will pick a winner.  After that, I expect the rest of you to get your own copy of the book and read it! Good Luck!

     

     

  • Faith

    Audacious Faith

    Audacious:  adjective
    1.extremely bold or daring; recklessly brave; fearless
    2.extremely original; without restriction to prior ideas; highly inventive
    3.recklessly bold in defiance of convention, propriety, law, or the like; insolent; brazen.
    4.lively; unrestrained; uninhibited
     
     
     

     A few years ago I made two decisions. One of them was a conscious, well-thought out decision. Simply put,  I was going to live life to its absolute fullest, face my fears, and throw caution to the wind. The second, I believe was more of a subconscious determination. I was going to make sure I never had to worry about my finances. Even if this meant working multiple jobs, which it normally did.  Those two decisions came from the same place-high school. After another job loss and another period of uncertainty about how far the money was going to go, I decided in my heart I did not ever want to experience this again. Sure, I trusted God, but I was not sure I could handle the continued stress of trusting Him over my finances. And since I spent a lot of high school feeling like I was always stuck in the shadows, I was determined to change this upon graduation.   Well, 6 years later, I have accomplished the two quite nicely. I worked several jobs all through college and have honestly never really worried much about money-I always had enough to live a crazy fun life. I have traveled the world, finished a triathlon, a half-marathon, and too many other races to name,  jumped out of a plane, and worked summer jobs that were way too much fun to be considered jobs. 

    Then, in May, I moved home from my tropical island and shortly thereafter took a job back in Evansville to pursue my dream of going to graduate school.  Initially, things were ok. But the past two weeks have been a constant back and forth of stress and tears over how I was going to pay for all the bills I suddenly have.  Apartment rent, insurance, and utilities are not exactly cheap. Thus, I started to look for a second job. Actually, it would be job #3 as I am already working occasionally at the mall. I found one. It would have fit pretty perfectly in my schedule aside from meaning I would have to give up two nights of sleep a week, but when push comes to shove, I am a pretty motivated and determined person.  The extra money would have left me a nice cushion each month and left me essentially worry free. Until a conversation with a friend stopped me dead in my tracks.

     

    Phil 4:19 says, “And my God will supply every need of yours according to his riches in glory in Christ Jesus.”

    Matt 6:35 says, “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?”

    Phil 4:6 says, “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.”

    Isaiah 58:10-11 say, “10 and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry
       and satisfy the needs of the oppressed,
    then your light will rise in the darkness,
       and your night will become like the noonday.
    11 The LORD will guide you always;
       he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land
       and will strengthen your frame.
    You will be like a well-watered garden,
       like a spring whose waters never fail. “


     

    That’s when it hit me. Working multiple jobs has always been my plan. Somewhere along the road, I decided that I was going to safe-guard my life so that I did not have to be anxious over my finances. I am not rich by any means. I do not have excess, but I have always had plenty.  Ironically, in my small group we have been studying a book called Sun Stand Still. I highly recommend it and will probably blog more about it later when we finish. The premise of the book is living by audacious faith-the kind that allows you to pray prayers asking for the sun to stand still.  Go back up and read the definition of audacious. I like the idea of living extremely original and fearless-audacious. But beyond that, I came to the conclusion that I had no problem living an audacious life in the here and now, but when it came to trusting in God, audacious is probably the exact opposite of the word I would use.  My answer, get a second job, which while doable would probably not have been enjoyable. God’s answer, trust Him because at the end of the day, I am most happy when I am serving and giving.

     

    Thus, things will be tight. Extremely tight. I will have to be disciplined and careful, but I do not have to be anxious. While God does move mountains, I also strongly believe He can provide for a hair cut or an electric bill to be paid if those are currently the pressing needs. I can point to time and time again He has done just that in my life. So I turned down the job and took perhaps one of the first true steps of faith I have taken in a long time. I am giving up the fear, the worry, the anxiety in return for peace, faith, and an ultimate trust based in the faithfulness of a Savior that does not fail. Perhaps the world may say this is not the smartest move. I am not even sure it is, but faith often defies logic.

     

    This is my audacious move. What is yours?

  • Faith

    Like Yarn Unraveling…

    I seem to go through writing spurts. Times when I feel like I could write everyday and times when I feel like I have nothing to say that even I would want to read.  This has been one of those times when I pretty convinced even my mom would not want to read my writing, and she reads everything! So the question becomes- how do I get out of this slump? For today, I decided I would just write. I am not going to worry about writing a post that will attract multiple readers or even impress my mom, instead I am going to write. Because writing is my soul-food. It is my outlet.  This blog is a corner of the world that is mine. It is my canvas, my therapist, and my anti-depressant. (Especially as the weather lately has been less than conducive for running)  So here goes..

     

    Life, I am convinced, is the greatest teacher. I have learned more from simply living life then I ever learned in my textbooks or from my professors. The day in, day out decision-making processes that direct our every move are often the greatest teachers. However, those day in, day out decisions can also be the source of the biggest mistakes and the deepest hurts. One simple conversation, one wrong yes or no, one misplaced affection and all of a sudden it feels as though life is spinning out of control and unraveling faster than you can roll up the yarn.  Sadly, sometimes it is not even our fault, sometimes it is the result of another person’s wrong yes or no, their misplaced trust, or careless words.  So what do you do? How do you pick up the pieces? And perhaps how do you even determine which pieces to pick up? I am convinced sometimes things are best left in the past.  Sometimes the yarn is best left unraveled for now. And sometimes in those moments, we see life most clearly and learn the biggest lessons.

     

    As I have spent the past few months processing and transitioning, I have surely made my fair share of mistakes. I have hurt people I did not mean to hurt and surely left a wave of careless words and perhaps poor decisions in the wake. The thing is, going from living on a 14×5 mile island to living in a city way bigger then that, in a state even bigger has left me feeling a bit lost and out-of-place. Perhaps even a bit voiceless. Sometimes I think my attempt to be heard, to be known, to be included got lost in translation.  And in the midst, I have been left feeling lost in the translation.  And in that I lost some of my footing, lost the solid ground on which I was so sure of two months ago. Lost the motivation, determination, and discretion that I usually hold so strong to.  With any such feelings, there comes a point when action must be taken. When I have to stand up, dust off the dirt, and move forward. It may be easier to sit in the dirt and cry, but really all I am doing then is making mud.  And mud doesn’t really do anyone any good.

     

    Where do you start? I vote at the end of the yarn. Perhaps first you need to cut off some of it, but then with each step forward, each decision made, each lesson learned, slowly the yarn starts to become a shape. It starts to be more than a pile of yarn. It becomes the thread of our life. Because each mistake, each hurt, each season of feeling lost is not in vain. They build you, grow you, and bring wisdom with them that ensures next time, you will attempt to handle the situation differently. That next time you will go with your gut or pray harder or ask for counsel.  I know that my season on my island has ended. And now a new season of a job, graduate school, and a settled life has begun. And each new season brings new challenges, new experiences, and new memories.  Therefore, I will pick up the pieces that should be picked up, leave the ones behind that are better left in the past, and move forward where I am.  It is all part of growing up and as I leave my early 20’s and enter my mid 20’s, I am learning that sometimes growth hurts and sometimes life spinning out of control can be the exact thing that brings everything back into focus.