Because You Did It!

I have a lot of ideas.
More than you can shake a stick at.
Which is great.
Mostly.
Except I often feel like a hyper dog in a squirrel filled forest.

And so I’ve taken to making lists.
To-do lists.
"Carpe Some Diem" lists.
And most recently a “better-ment” list.

Wanna join?

When I moved back to Grand Rapids, my roommate and I sat out on our porch and made lists of things we wanted to do in the coming months.  ----->
It feels really good when I cross things off.
Even if it’s just making a snow man.
Because the check mark means I accomplished something.

Along with this head full of dreams comes the constant desire to be wiser, kinder, smarter, more balanced, learn-ed, and well-traveled.
You know...bigger, faster, stronger. [just wait for it. weird but awesome]
The problem is that despite this constant desire to grow, it’s hard to do.
Especially with all these squirrels running around.
So, I’ve made a list.

For the next week, I’ve established some things that will challenge me, encourage me, and help to set me up to actually accomplish those first two goals.

Example:

Step 2:Wake up early so that I have enough time to read [instead of snooze-ing] before starting my day.
Step 1: Go to bed early so that I can wake up early.
By including Step 1, achieving Step 2 will be more realistic. And I’ll get to cross another thing off which will enhance my placebo effect of feeling success through box checking.

Things like taking walks, drinking enough water and a keeping thankful record are on my list for the week.

Do I wish I was just so disciplined and awesome that I became a better person without having to check little boxes? Yes.
Am I still going to love checking the little boxes? Yes.
Am I greatly anticipating the fruit which this ritual will bear? Yes.

So, I encourage you to make a list.
It could be one or a handful of things.
Maybe it will be writing a letter to a friend once a week like my friend Rori is doing.
Perhaps it’s praying when you start and finish your work day.
You could memorize the Word, pack your lunch every day, brush your teeth for a whole two minutes, complete a craft project once a month, do 10 push-ups every morning, eat more carrots or chocolate candy bars.

Just make sure you set yourself up to get yourself somewhere.
Somewhere that takes a little effort to get there.
And to win. Definitely set yourself up to win.
Throw in some easy tasks and some doozies.
And enjoy that feeling of satisfaction when you cross it off.
Because you did it.
And that feels good.

I Need A Subaru.

It is not good for Jen to be alone.

And yet I keep doing it.
Only to find myself in some precarious situations.

This time it happened to be wedged in deep, heavy snow. Alone. With no cell phone service.  In the middle of the woods.

Last spring, I attempted to paddle my way up the coast of lake michigan on a kayak that was a few lengths short of being long enough.  Again, alone. Bouncing precariously between huge icy waves, every muscle tense, chanting a mix of, “omanomanomandon’ttipdon’ttipdon’ttip.”

It always happens with that first stupid decision.

I hesitated at the end of the long, snow drift of a drive way and thought, “You know, maybe this isn’t a good idea.” And of course I answered myself, “Naahhh. It’ll be fine.”
I barreled through the snow.  Hands at ten and two chanting, “okayokayokay”
And all was well...
Until I paused to survey where I should park and began to turn the corner at the top of the turn around.
Then, things were not so well.

I pulled out all the stops.  I kept my wheels straight.  I tromped through the fluff to find a stick.  [Because obviously I didn’t have a shovel in the back of my car.]  So I sticked the snow out from under the wheels.  Did the old rock back and fourth.  I even tried the neutral plus brute strength method.  After some time, I managed to work myself loose.
Only to get stuck again.
This was going to be a long afternoon.

The owners of the only sign of life, a stout Subaru, came tromping back with their snow shoes. At about the same time two ladies in a car, even less stout than my Jetta wagon, wedged themselves into my original place of peril.  [Remind me to buy a car with better clearance if I’m going to keep this up.] With a little help, we freed all cars and I finally enjoyed a nice quite walk in the woods.

Last spring, after turning around on the lake, I made it back and ended up enjoying my final destination in one of the best weekends I’ve had in a long time.

I seem to find happy endings despite things being a little touch and go.

I shake my head after times like these and think, “Typical.”
And although Jen being alone might lead to some ridiculous and potential life threatening situations, I have to admit, I really like it.

I like trying to get myself out of something.
Trying to right that first dumb decision.
To think and reason and figure and come out alive and mostly in one piece.

It’s not good for Jen to be alone.
But it makes for a good story.

Despite Discontent

I have some advice.
It’s short and sweet:

Sometimes, your present stinks.
Just keep going.

Someone, somewhere probably expressed this same sentiment much more eloquently than I, but who needs eloquence when you’ve got honesty?

I’ve been wrestling with something for the last long while. And it goes a little something like this:
"God, WHAT do you want me to DO?!"
And the wrestling has more to do with the answer than the question I suppose.
Because the answer is most often this:




?

I trust God.
I know He has a plan.
I know that He will be faithful to carry it onto completion.
I know that He will withhold no good thing.
I [kind of] understand that I need to wait. Patiently.
I understand that the most important thing is my heart.
I understand that I can glorify Him in many different ways.
But.
I.
Would.
Just.
Like.
An.
ANSWER.

And I’ve been frustrated, to put it mildly, that I’m not hearing anything specific.
"I’m doing something wrong" is my obvious explanation.
Maybe I don’t really want to know?
But I DO. I honest to goodness want, not my will but yours be done.
Do I need to read more? Sit for hours more and just listen? Confess some unknown sin?
[and that could very well be the case]
I discovered however, despite my discontent, I just need to keep going.
Just keep listening.
Even when I feel like it’s a lost cause and I want to throw in the towel on this whole listening business.

Because,
God.
Shows.
Up.
I read and journaled recently despite all my whinny baby resistance.  And you know what?
I heard something.
I heard something that actually had nothing to do with what I was currently reading.
And that’s when you know it’s good.
Now, it wasn’t a laminated five year life plan, mind you.
BUT.
It was something.
Something that was good and I would have missed it, had I given up.

So, sometimes, you are frustrated.
You want to throw in the towel.
Your tired. And spent.
And your present stinks.

JUST
KEEP
GOING

Trust me on this one.