Exactly. I'm writing simply for the sake of writing - because I just need to write.
Last night I attended a gathering of various social connections over dinner at which we were all asked to share our hobbies. On my list of hobbies was, of course, writing. I love to write. I write music whenever I have that unique moment of inspiration and motivation to put words to a melody and a melody to a chord progression. I am girly in the sense that I journal about once a week. I am nerdy in the sense that I have a blog and I love blogging. However, I haven't written in my blog in a couple of months. I have trouble remembering to visit my blog to see if any of my blogging friends have written anything new. Every 2-3 weeks or so that I check this, however, I am saddened to find that only 1 or 2 people on my list have actually blogged. I miss my "blogging community".
When I was sharing said hobby last night, I couldn't help but think how pathetic it was that I haven't written anything in so long for claiming that I love writing as much as I say I do. I am quick to blame this on working 40 hours a week and having something on my calendar every Monday through Thursday. To me, routine is a lot like the movie Avatar; it fails to live up to the hype. Everyone claims that routine is so positive and healthy; in my life, while necessary in some way, I consider it to be more of a silent killer. For someone who used to be so passionate about things, I've allowed my life to become so predictable and thus my passions to become dwindled...and arguably non-existent.
At the same time, it's amazing how quickly life can change. In some ways, 6 months ago I would not have predicted my life right now looking the way it does. In other ways, I can feel the excitement of & desperation for impending change rise up within me. Though I have nothing tangible to base this on (only the voice of God) I am certain that my life will somehow look significantly different a year from today.
I recently wrapped up several months of studying the book of Acts. As geographical & historical as this book is, I feel I can sum it up in a few sentences: Because a few ordinary men were willing & obedient, God chose to do very extraordinary things through them even above & beyond starting the New Testament church. I know He wants to do extraordinary things through me, too, so what's stopping me from being willing & obedient? This is the challenge for the next year: surrender - because I need my life to look radically different within the next year. If it doesn't, perhaps it was a waste for my life to be spared from that flood over 2.5 years ago.
I wish I had a clever way of wrapping up this blog entry. Seeing as I don't, I think I picked a good title for this particular entry.
2 comments:
Excellent.
wv: "mucla" as in, "this afternoon, I fell in a small puddle of mucla."
Yeah. I don't know either.
Yeah, routine is a double-edged sword. In one way, my five and six year olds are dependent on it and it makes my life at school run much more smoothly. You're right when you describe it as a "silent killer." As Junie B. Jones says "It can take the happy right out of you." (I think she's referring to "punishment.") You think you're going along just fine and then you look back on your life 3, 6 months, 2 years down the road and go "whoa...when did that happen?" or "How did I allow that to happen?" I think what you're referring to is "transformation" and I think as God's creatures with his Spirit within us we desire that and want our lives to be different. This has been way too philosophical for a saturday morning..but alas, those are my thoughts :) Hey, did you hear about his interview on Monday? It was fun to have you guys over on Monday-I had a great time!
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