Ever since I can remember, I have had an obsession with stationary. It's almost as big of an obsession as I have with shoes & chapstick... but not quite. Just the sight of a fun paper store sets my heart pounding and it's a rare occasion when I can walk by a beautiful notecard set and not purchase it. The problem with this obsession? I NEVER actually sit down to write to people. So my collection sits in my craft closet in a beautiful chest. This year I took a self-development class and on the first day of class we were told that one of our assignments for the semester was to write 25 "greatness notes" to people in our lives. I was thrilled for here was an excuse to actually do what I planned to do all along with my beautiful stationary collection. A funny thing happened as I started sending out these notes, people were so touched by the simple act of me taking 2 minutes out of my day to tell people how I truely felt about them. I was so impacted that my words could have such an impact and I felt truely inspired by the fact that my words carry LIFE!
And so after much prodding from others, and for some silly reason, much hesitation on my part, I have decided to start blogging again. Call it one of my many New Years Resolutions... After all the Good Book does declare that the tongue has the power of life or death...
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
But I Long For More Great Adventure...
But I long for more great adventure...
I love adventure. It is often mistaken for bravery. In pursuit of newness, in avoidance of stagnation, in the fear of being left behind, in a desire to experience all that life has to offer me, I work at purposely placing myself in the ready position for adventure and I have a great traveling partner. A peek into my brain would reveal that I view life as an amusement park. It is filled with adventures and each rise is a different one of those adventures and stages of life.
I grab God's hand and run to the first ride, tapping my foot as I impatiently wait in line for the new thrill ride. Finally my time comes and I jump in, buckle up, and my car jolts forward. I look over at God sitting beside me and all of a sudden panic strikes and I think, "This was not a good idea." As the harness locks into place, I look desperately at the EXIT sign... too late. I wish for the safety of the boring line and solid ground. Our cart starts clicking up, up, up the first hill... click, click,click... "OK God, I changed my mind. Buying this house maybe wasn't such a good idea"... click, click, click, "Ummm, God, so maybe I didn't really want to..." (fill in the blank with whatever adventure I am about to embark upon and now are wondering why I wanted this so badly)... click, click, click... "God this can't be right. If I had made the right decision, I wouldn't be so scared right?" But instead of yelling "STOP", God looks at me with a giant smile, grabs my hands, throws his up in the air as if to encourage, "Erin, enjoy the ride." Over the hill and around the turns we go. One minute screaming terrified, the next not being able to breathe from whipping about, the next giggling from the thrill of the ride. Before I know it, the car jerks to a stop and I sit there realizing we got through it. I look over at God sitting there beside me and we both burst into laughter. I pull into the station, give a look of wisdom to the passengers anxiously waiting for their turn to get on this ride. I hop out, wobble around finding my bearings, then grab God's hand and run to the next adventure ride to repeat the process again.
I love adventure. It is often mistaken for bravery. In pursuit of newness, in avoidance of stagnation, in the fear of being left behind, in a desire to experience all that life has to offer me, I work at purposely placing myself in the ready position for adventure and I have a great traveling partner. A peek into my brain would reveal that I view life as an amusement park. It is filled with adventures and each rise is a different one of those adventures and stages of life.
I grab God's hand and run to the first ride, tapping my foot as I impatiently wait in line for the new thrill ride. Finally my time comes and I jump in, buckle up, and my car jolts forward. I look over at God sitting beside me and all of a sudden panic strikes and I think, "This was not a good idea." As the harness locks into place, I look desperately at the EXIT sign... too late. I wish for the safety of the boring line and solid ground. Our cart starts clicking up, up, up the first hill... click, click,click... "OK God, I changed my mind. Buying this house maybe wasn't such a good idea"... click, click, click, "Ummm, God, so maybe I didn't really want to..." (fill in the blank with whatever adventure I am about to embark upon and now are wondering why I wanted this so badly)... click, click, click... "God this can't be right. If I had made the right decision, I wouldn't be so scared right?" But instead of yelling "STOP", God looks at me with a giant smile, grabs my hands, throws his up in the air as if to encourage, "Erin, enjoy the ride." Over the hill and around the turns we go. One minute screaming terrified, the next not being able to breathe from whipping about, the next giggling from the thrill of the ride. Before I know it, the car jerks to a stop and I sit there realizing we got through it. I look over at God sitting there beside me and we both burst into laughter. I pull into the station, give a look of wisdom to the passengers anxiously waiting for their turn to get on this ride. I hop out, wobble around finding my bearings, then grab God's hand and run to the next adventure ride to repeat the process again.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Hello!
Okay, okay, finally, after months of procrastination, I have started a blog! Here it is and hello world!
This year, I have been discovering the importance of living with intention. In doing so, I have been creating an ongoing "wish list" or conventional "bucket list" if you will. So today, I will leave you with 10 of the items from that list:
1. Sail all the way around the world.
2. Climb the Great Wall (OK, some may see this as cheating since I will be doing this in a couple of weeks, but since it has been a dream of mine since I was like 7, I am adding it on here!)
3. Live in a house with an exposed brick wall.
4. Explore Russia
5. Run a marathon
6. Take an Alaskian Cruise
7. Have a family
8. Take ballroom dancing classes
9. Travel the US and Canada in an RV, visiting old friends and family, visiting state parks, and discovering new adventure to be had
10. Learn to paint
So what is it that is on your heart to be done? And is there something that you can do today to set that dream in motion?
This year, I have been discovering the importance of living with intention. In doing so, I have been creating an ongoing "wish list" or conventional "bucket list" if you will. So today, I will leave you with 10 of the items from that list:
1. Sail all the way around the world.
2. Climb the Great Wall (OK, some may see this as cheating since I will be doing this in a couple of weeks, but since it has been a dream of mine since I was like 7, I am adding it on here!)
3. Live in a house with an exposed brick wall.
4. Explore Russia
5. Run a marathon
6. Take an Alaskian Cruise
7. Have a family
8. Take ballroom dancing classes
9. Travel the US and Canada in an RV, visiting old friends and family, visiting state parks, and discovering new adventure to be had
10. Learn to paint
So what is it that is on your heart to be done? And is there something that you can do today to set that dream in motion?
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