Do The Thing You've Been Talking About Doing

I mentioned that in October, Chris and I got disappointing news. We'd held on to hope that something was going to happen this winter and it was taken away swiftly one afternoon. We were both sad, but, as I sat with it, I told Chris I felt like we'd been playing Twister. We'd been putting our hands on red and blue and our feet all the way across the board on green and yellow. We were tangled up, trying to touch all the dots on the board. 

When we got the news, I felt like God was saying: Hey guys, I've been asking you to put your hands and feet on green this whole time, but you're not trusting me. You don't believe that just green will be enough for you. 

I've noticed, lately, that we do this a lot in life. We try to do everything, all the time. We ignore it when we're being called to go all in on something, wondering if maybe, just maybe, we can hold on to everything at once.

It reminds me of when I knew God was asking me to take a break from dating, but I felt so scared. I tried to bargain, wondering if I could sort of take a break, but maybe sort of still be dating, too. 

But, I've learned that when we actually go all in on the thing we're being asked to do, the results are so much sweeter. When I finally quit dating, I met Chris. Was it hard? Yes! Was it scary? Oh yeah. But did I miss the red and blue dots on the Twister board once I finally put my hands on green? Not for a second. 

I don't know what you're being called to do today. Maybe it's at work, maybe it's time to finally get out of that bad relationship. I don't know what's tugging on your heart, leaving you feeling scattered and stretched too thin. But I do know that, every time I've listened to the quiet, inner voice, leading me toward something, I haven't regretted it. 

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Single, Childless and No Dream Job to Show for It

A few months ago, I was talking to an older man about getting married and starting a family. I mentioned that I hope to someday have a little brood - lots of babes running around, because that's how I grew up and loved it so much. 

How old are you? He asked without missing a beat. 

29, I told him, thinking, oh boy, here we go.

Well. You better get started! You don't have much time, he told me quickly, casually before walking away.

I laughed and agreed, but wanted to say: Really?? That is brand new information! 

He meant no harm - in fact, he probably thought he was helping me out. Giving me a little tip about the ole ovaries, in case I missed that class in biology.

But, what I felt, deep down, was shame. I felt like he'd taken the glass of cold water in his hand and dumped it on my head. He thought he was helping me cool off, when, in actuality, he made me feel like I'd been part of a drive-by shaming, leaving me soaked and speechless.  

And this happens all of the time to women. It's the casual remarks, most often:
Have you thought about online dating?
You can meet your husband anywhere, you know.
A baby looks good on you!
Better get started; you don't have much time!
Why haven't you found a husband yet?
Maybe you're just too picky. 

A therapist once told me that the most shaming question we can ask someone is: What's new? Because it sends people into a spiral, trying to come up with something, anything new they could share. When, in reality, a lot of us are thinking:

Well, still single. No kids. Same job. Same apartment. Nope, no pets. Nope, no promotion.

At the heart of it, no one is trying to tell you that you aren't enough as you are. But, the problem is that we're already primed for these messages to land. The world sends us constant reminders to get better, do better and be better:

Get prettier with more makeup
Get skinnier with more exercise
Be more productive with this service
Be more lovable with this app
Be more likeable with this purse
Be smaller, be more productive, be busier, be happier...

These daily messages create the perfect runway for small, meaningless comments to land perfectly, leaving us wondering if the world was right to send those messages after all. Leaving us wondering if maybe we aren't good enough as we are.

I can't help but wonder what would happen if we just stopped buying into it. If I'd replied to that man: Oh yes sir, that is probably true. But I'm doing my best and that's all I can do today. If we stopped buying into the idea of scarcity. If we believed that neither a baby nor husband nor dream job can make us more lovable. If we believed we are enough and we do enough. Because, our worth is undeniably in the fact that we were designed to exist. Our lives matter regardless of what we do or achieve. Our lives matter because we are children of God and, in that identity, we are enough.