One or Two Words...or three.


So for year's, a new phenomenon has swept the nation, to choose one word instead of typical new year's resolutions.

I don't always participate in this, although I have on occasion.

This year, I think it's clearer to me than it ever has been that life is so short, but its also incredibly unique. My life is not exactly like anyone else's, and everyone else's is not exactly like mine. If my form of adventure is a two hour road trip to see my best friend and her family, then that is my adventure. If I never travel like others, and never set foot on a foreign mission field, I am an adventurer and a missionary nonetheless.

From this knowledge comes my first word Content. This year, I'm making an intentional effort to look for opportunities right where I am. If I believe God is sovereign, I must believe there is a reason for all of the struggles I've had, and all the ways my life is different from others.

Calm is my second word. Unfortunately, anxiety is commonly associated with concussion symptoms, and I am no exception. I'm working on making a conscious effort to combat it, made more difficult from the physical brain changes that result from a TBI. Brain changes or no, I'm working hard at getting it under control.

Adventure. My third one. This one less about character and more about experiences. I want to make more memories with people, whatever that looks like at the time. Spontaneous road trips, youth group events, coffee dates with best friends. fellowship is a beautiful gift from God and I want to cultivate it more this year. I want to explore opportunities to travel and have once in a lifetime types of experiences, because I want to, not because I'm filling out some checklist that's mimicking someone else's life.

I know I'm probably one of few people who could turn one word into three, but I couldn't decide. It's still better than naming unrealistic resolutions like never eating sugar again or something equally ridiculous.

So here's to you, 2018. May you be both calm and adventurous, (as contradictory as that may sound), and content as well.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

I will live for my child

 “I would die for my child.” A well-known, often said sacrificial statement. I didn’t really know how my fierce love for my child would manifest until the first time she was extremely upset and I didn’t know why.  Readers, I would have cut off a finger to console my baby.  I would die to protect her.  Both are strong, love-filled sentiments. And both, God willing, are unnecessary.  But there’s a daunting task that is absolutely necessary. At times it needs to be a conscious decision. Sometimes it’ll require taking care of yourself so that you can better care for your child. Sometimes, for some, it will literally seem harder to do than to die for your child.  It’s living for your child.  Postpartum depression can sneak up on anyone, and I’ve heard heartbreaking stories of just how deeply it affects moms. Good moms. Awesome moms It’s too early to tell for me, but unfortunately, I have almost every risk factor there is. But I also have a rocking support system and wonderful physicians loo
Read more

The Immersion Method

Several things occur to me when I think about the method I'm using to learn French. The first-I'm never going to succeed. The second-I think I've heard of this before.  The method I'm talking about is the Immersion method, meaning that you basically 'immerse' yourself in the language, surrounding yourself with almost exclusively that language, and you learn out of necessity. This is the same way that children learn their first language, by doing. It  sounded promising, so I decided to give it a shot. I switched my facebook page to french. Bold move, yes, but desperate times call for desperate measures. In addition, I found french episodes of my favorite cartoons ever in the history of the world-courtesy of the wonder known as youtube, of course.  In order to learn a language by the immersion method, you almost have to forget about thinking about anything else and only focus on the language.  This reminded me of Christianity. Why? well, think about it. In
Read more

What shoddy internet can teach us about multitasking

       I've been spoiled for the past several years by lightning-fast internet whenever I wanted it. Even in my parents' basement, (I am a true millennial, after all), service was somewhat spotty, but overall reliable and I was usually able to do whatever I needed or wanted to do on the internet, whenever I wanted to do it.       And then we moved to the boonies. No more lightning-fast internet. No mas. Now are internet needs are served by cellular hotspots eeking out a surfable speed from one MAYBE two bars of service.       It's usable, certainly, but I had to learn to go back to the days of dial-up internet (told you I was a millennial), when you could only do ONE thing on the internet at a time. You couldn't even be on the phone! pictures took forever to load, and playing music was nigh impossible.       This situation is an improvement, but I still had to train myself to remember that no, I actually *don't* need to be playing music while I write, surf the inter
Read more