Why I Don’t Like Blogs

 

 

I’m really not a blog person.  At all.  They always seem so perfect.  Or cute.  Or extremely coooooool.  Or something else that makes me feel like I really don’t measure up.  Like I’m somehow less than…all that…in one way or another.

So, let’s not call this a blog.  Instead, let’s just call it a place.  A space.  A break.  From the pulls and strains of life.  If you’re like me, you need a moment each day to learn and grow and discover. 

Discover.  I LOVE that word!  Discovery keeps life fresh and full of adventure. 

Did I mention how much I DESPISE ruts?  Cannot stand them.  Hate ’em.  I actually get the heebie-jeebies.  (Are heebie-jeebies a thing…)?  

Anyways.  

Let’s just say, ruts are in my zero tolerance zone, and when I sense the nearness of one, well…I run in the opposite direction.  In reality, I actually start to panic.  Just a bit.  And then I rapidly search for a way to remedy the situation.

Years ago, I remember seeing a beat up, old, blue truck slowly headed down a road in my neighborhood.  Every day.  Yep, every single, solitary day, about the same time, this truck would make the same journey through our neighborhood.  

Inside was a couple.  An expressionless, older couple who appeared to be very bored with life.  And with each other.  They made me nervous.  Very nervous and a bit afraid.  Afraid that if I wasn’t intentional, I might end up. 

Just.  Like.  Them. 

(Well, maybe just like them minus the old beat up truck.  But who knows?  Right)?

In reality, this couple might have been a vibrant, adventuresome couple, full of life and joy.  Maybe I just happened to catch them each day when they were enjoying a quiet moment.  Maybe driving down that road together, they were simply taking a breather from stimulating conversation and growth-oriented activities. 

Maybe.  We’ll never know for sure, will we?

Soooooooo, no assumptions on my part regarding the quality – or lack thereof – of their lives together.  Nope.  None.

Either way, however, they became beacons in my life.  Beacons…reminding me of the possibility for life to shrivel up into boredom.  And dullness.  And routine.  

(I think I’m starting to get the heebie-jeebies just thinking about it).

Beacons…reminding me of my commitment to growth.  And discovery.  And outreach.  And vibrancy.  And seeking God’s Heart.  And Life.

 

 

LIFE!  Like ocean waves.  Dynamic.  Ever-changing.  Never the same.  Curling and crashing onto the shoreline.  Inviting you to grab a boogie-board and jump in with your family and friends!  

Yep.  Life.  That’s what I’m interested in.  That’s what I’m looking for.  

(Did I mention how much I absolutely LOVE curling and crashing waves?  I wish so badly we had them here in the mountains).  

Anyways.  

Where was I?  Oh yay…

Life.  The way it was meant to be. 

Before the apple.  In the garden.  And all of that.

Before the heartaches to follow.  And the disappointments.  And all of that.  

Life.  Full of adventure and discovery.  Vibrancy and growth.  Abundance and goodness.  Connection and laughter.

Life.  That makes a difference and impacts others for good.

Life.  That counts.  Not only for the moment, but for all of Eternity…

Life.  That’s found in Relationship.  With a Person.  Who stands ready and waiting for you to come.  To start.  To enjoy.

To truly live.

As He intended.  When He created you.  And lovingly crafted everything about you.  And stands nearby.  Waiting.

Life.  Abundant Life.  More than we ever expected.  “…life in its fulness until [we] overflow!”

And that’s exactly what this blog – I mean place – I mean space – is all about.  Life!  Finding it.  Walking in it.  Enjoying it.  Sharing it.  Having the courage to live it boldly, freely, fully.  

If you’re like me and searching for something similar, then come along.  Let’s start – or continue – this adventure of discovery.  Let’s begin to carve out a Life that matters.  Not only for today, but for all of Eternity.  

I’m so glad you’re here!  Life is meant to be lived in community.  

Oh.  One more thing.  Now, we girls truly do love and honor our guys, but there’s just something unique about a woman’s heart.  We tend to see each other.  And hear each other.  And understand each other.  And deeply connect with each other.  

We really do need each other.  

So this will primarily be a girl-place.  Guys, you are more than welcome to pop in and join us if you want, but…well, I’m focused on the girls.  

Because I am one.  And I need a girl’s perspective as I attempt to navigate my way through this crazy world.  

Sooooooo, guys, please don’t feel left out or offended or anything, OK?  We really do care about you too.

And girls….well, if you’re with me so far, then let’s do this thing.  Let’s make this journey of Life and discovery together.  

OK?  Well, all righty then.

Soooooo.  Stay tuned.  The best is always yet to come…

See you next time.

PS.  Oh.  One more thing…again.

So, I’m kind of taking some grammatical liberties writing this blog.  Hope that’s OK.  If you’re a teacher, I apologize.  Truly, I do.

Oh, oh…

Am I gonna’ to forget how to write in complete sentences, as a result??  

My 8th grade English teacher, Mrs Ordiway, would not be happy.  Totally and completely.  Hmmm…Come to think of it, I really don’t remember her ever being very happy, anyways.  So maybe it’s OK.

Hey!  Hold up.  Absolutely nothing against Mrs Ordiway.  We got along just fine.  And, I fell in love with diagraming sentences under her excellent teaching.  I got an A in her class.  Promise.

I know.  So hard to believe, right?

Anyways.

I’m just laying that all aside for a bit right now.

(…yikes.  Is it abnormal for an eight grader to fall in love with diagraming sentences??  Oh well.  Too late now).

See ya’ soon.

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