Blocked and Busy

I’ve been trying to write this blog post for days. And I can’t seem to do it. I have had multiple ideas, but none that have jumped out at me. I know the rule to writing is to just start writing and it will come, but with no starting point, I have been stuck.

Then add to my writer’s block a brain that is full (to overflowing) with schedules and to do lists that are ever-changing, filling up, and getting longer, and you get one overwhelmed Chrisy.

And I think the blocked is connected to the busy.

When I am busy, I have less and less time to feed my soul. I don’t get to read, fiction or non-fiction, for work or pleasure, I don’t get to have lengthy conversations about what is going on at home/work/in the world around me, and I don’t get quiet time to spend listening.

When you spend all your time pouring out and no time refilling, renewing, or being refreshed, there’s nothing left at the end of the day.

I’m tired of feeling that way, but I am not sure how to change it. Some things that are taking up my time are not of my choosing: school expectations outside of school hours, work activities that are on evenings and weekends. Other things I am choosing to do because of a specific call to do them, like coaching cheer leading. There are other things – the activities my kids want to do outside of school – that I could say no to, but it’s really only one activity each and they need to be able to do those things they enjoy.

So, I guess I have to find ways to refill, find pockets of time in the busy schedule, and listen in the midst of chaos so even in the midst of busy, I don’t have to be blocked.

Now, any ideas on how to make that happen? πŸ™‚

The Kingdom

I am at a conference so I don’t have time to write a full post, but one thing that was said yesterday (among many) that got me thinking is this, “feeding the poor is not a sales job for the gospel, it is the gospel.”

How often do we do things because we think it will lead others to Christ, rather than doing things because it is what Christ would do?

I am sure I will expand more on this another time, but I wanted to get you all thinking about this with me, and maybe even start a conversation. Leave me your thoughts on this and let’s see what we can learn from one another about is idea.

No Condemnation

Everything I have run across in the last couple of weeks keeps sending me back to Romans 8. Devotionals, Facebook posts, church, etc. It must be time for me to spend some time there again. In the meantime, I read this recently and thought that I would share it with you.

Condemnation is a heavy burden to bear. No matter the source of the condemnation and no matter the reason, condemnation crushes the life out of us all when given the opportunity. Many of us live our lives condemned because we have been unable or unwilling to permit that burden to be removed. Sometimes the condemnation is self-imposed, and we just cannot forgive ourselves for what seems to be, in our own estimation, some great failure. Sometimes the condemnation comes from outside ourselves for failures in the eyes of others. Whether these failures are relatively insignificant or enormous, the burden of condemnation is hard to bear. Therefore the words of Jesus–“neither do I condemn you. Go your way, and from now on do not sin again” (John 8:11)–are music to our ears. To know that we do not need to carry the failures of the past into the future is good news indeed. Jesus came not to condemn the world but to save the world (John 3:17). The good news for all of us declares that the chains binding us to past failures can be broken; we can be set free to live all our tomorrows without condemnation.

Stop and think for a moment about all those memories that keep invading your consciousness to convince you that you are condemned. And then remember these words of the New Testament: “Who is to condemn? It is Christ Jesus, who died, yes, who was raised, who is at the right hand of God, who indeed intercedes for us” (Romans 8:34). There is no condemnation for those who walk with Christ.

Today offer all the condemnations of the past and present–silly and substantial–to God in Christ Jesus and hear the words of Jesus addressed to you: “Neither do I condemn you. Go your way, and from now on do not sin again.” And now give thanks to God that you are free of the burden of condemnation.

–Rueben P. Job in A Guide to Prayer for All Who Seek God

A good reminder for those of us who tend to carry guilt and condemnation from various places – both internal and external – that we are not condemned in Christ Jesus. Remember that as you start a new Monday morning today.

When Ideas and Reality Don’t Meet

I want to be an idealist. Really I do. I want things to work out for the best. I want to see things changed and created in the best ways possible. And I want this to be true in every arena from family life, to work, to schools, to churches, to friendships, to government.

But I always run into a problem. My ideas of how things could and should work don’t match what happens in reality. And this is frustrating to me.

I’m not saying that my ideas are always right and should always be implemented in just the way I envision them, because that isn’t necessarily true, but sometimes I get discouraged with the lack of opportunity to be heard, or even the lack of creative thinking required by a hearer to hear what I am saying.

I know I get stuck in ruts and it is hard to think in different ways, so it is likely that way for most everyone. But just because it is hard, doesn’t mean it can’t be done. Just because it requires some extra effort doesn’t mean the process of examining the idea wouldn’t be beneficial.

And when an idealist hits up against reality one to many times, it is easy for them to become disengaged and disheartened at what they see happening around them. It can make an idealist not want to vote in elections anymore because what they think doesn’t matter anyway. It can make them not speak up in meetings anymore where their ideas are never examined. It can stop the outward flow of ideas from happening in the first place.

But we can’t let that happen. Do you think that Martin Luther King, Jr. was the first man with the ideas of equal rights for all? I am sure he wasn’t. Someone else had those same ideas and they got nowhere. The truth is, it just takes sharing your ideas with people who listen and who take those ideas on as something important and necessary. It takes idealists voicing their dreams for anything to change.

We can’t just sit back and say, “it is what it is” and stop thinking and dreaming about what we want life (church, family, government, etc.) to look like. We have to keep dreaming and sharing our ideas if we want to see any difference in our reality. We have to keep believing that change is possible, even if it is hard.

Every idea we have may not bring about change. But one might. Keep dreaming, you idealists!

Monday Music: Find You On My Knees

Life is hard. Life isn’t fair. And sometimes the weight of the world (our world) seems pretty heavy on our shoulders. At least that is true for me.

One day last week a friend and I were talking about this and she had me listen to this song. I sat at my desk and listened with tears streaming down my face. Sometimes, a song can better express how you feel than you can even begin to put into words. Things like “When my hope is gone, when the fear is strong, when the pain is real, when it’s hard to heal, when my faith is shaken and my heart is broken and my joy is stolen, God I know that You lift me up, You’ll never leave me searching” just speak to where I feel like I have been recently.

If you are struggling, listen to this and find encouragement today.

Kari Jobe
Find You On My Knees

Respect and Responsibility

I have high expectations, both for myself and for everyone else, in many areas of life. Most recently, I have been bombarded with just how high my expectations are when it comes to respect and responsibility.

It may come as no surprise to those of you who know me that harmony (I want everyone to just get along!) and responsibility (someone has to take care of everyone else, right?) are two of my top strengths. And since I am almost constantly wanting to keep everyone happy and cared for, I am doing my best to make sure I respect others, particularly those in authority, and making sure that I do my part and follow through with my commitments.

But what has happened to me a number of times lately is that I am not getting the respect that I am giving and/or other people just don’t do what they say they are going to do (or, let’s be honest, what I think they should be responsible to do). And when that happens, I feel hurt, angry, frustrated, sad, defeated, walked all over, and, well, you get the picture. And then I begin trying to analyze why people are the way they are. I have some theories. Here are the printable ones. πŸ™‚

  • At some point our society as a whole stopped teaching our children the value of respect and obedience. Instead of requiring obedience first, we started explaining every little thing to our children about why they needed to obey before we require them to do so. For example, my dad taught me that my children needed to understand the word “stop” and obey immediately upon hearing that word. When I tell them to stop, they don’t need to know why at that very moment, they just need to stop. If they are running toward the road and a car is coming, they have to stop as soon as I tell them to or risk getting hit by a car. If I have to explain why they need to stop every time I tell them to, there will be a time when it will be too late and they will already have been hit by a car. That doesn’t mean that there shouldn’t be any explanation, but it does mean that their first response to a command or request from a person in authority should be immediate obedience. (The exception to this is obviously if they are being asked to do something illegal, harmful, or dangerous.) While it is good to ask questions and understand why we do things, there is an appropriate and respectful way to do so.
  • We are also failing our children in teaching them responsibility. So many parents do EVERYTHING for their kids. They aren’t made to clean their rooms, do their laundry, help with the household chores, keep track of their own homework, etc. The thing is, when we expect our kids to be responsible, they step up and learn responsibility. But when we do everything for them and never let them fail, they learn that someone else will always be taking responsibility for them, so they don’t have to be responsible.
  • Then there’s the entitlement issue. The problem with raising children to be individuals instead of part of a community is everyone is looking out for number one, which means they are only going to be responsible for what they want for themselves and are going to demand respect for themselves without giving it to anyone else. When you live life looking out for your own best interest, and feeling like you are entitled to whatever it is you want, respect and responsibility for others never enters the picture.

I think that these issues play into all areas of our lives: our parenting, our relationships, our friendships, our work, our churches, our politics, etc.

When I am leading a group of kids and they won’t stop talking, it’s some lack of respect and some kids being kids. But when I am leading adults and they won’t stop talking (texting, checking their phones, Facebook, etc.), it is lack of respect. Period. And where do kids learn what they learn? From adults.

When kids forget to turn something in or show up to something they said they were going to show up to, it’s some irresponsibility and some kids being kids. When adults don’t do what they have committed to, it is lack of respect AND irresponsibility. Period. And where do kids learn what they learn? From adults.

Yes, there are extenuating circumstances sometimes. But communication about those circumstances shows respect and responsibility. Just not following through doesn’t show either.

Last week on Facebook, after another incident showing lack of respect and responsibility, I posted this,

“Two words no parent should ever let their child use: I quit. If you make a commitment, you stick to it and see it through to the end. And kids need to be taught that. And I’m afraid some parents do, too. My dad always taught me to be true to my word, which means finishing even if I don’t want to, if it is hard, or if it is inconvenient. And it means that I can be counted on to be truthful in what I say and do. If you are a parent, please teach this to your children! And whether or not you have children, make this true for yourself as well!”

I had quite a few people “like” this status. And that is great. But my challenge for you today is to do more than “like” this post. It is all well and good to agree. It is better if you make sure that you are treating others with respect and taking responsibility where you need to be. And that starts with our kids. And our relationships. And our friendships. And our work. And our churches. And our politics.

Be respectful. Be responsible.

Teach respect. Teach responsibility.

I think our world will be a better place when we all do this.

What do you think?

Food and Fitness Friday: Back with a Vengeance (and Pain)

We started Goofy training this week. Two days of running 2 miles to the Annex to lift, and 2 miles back. Added hills the second time. A 7-miler on Wednesday. Four miles plus yoga today (in anticipation of Isaac rolling through tomorrow morning and preferring sleep to running in the rain). All that is left of week one is 10 miles on Sunday. Probably a soggy 10 miles on Sunday.

It has been rough. AndΒ  slow for me. And I was struggling to figure out why until I logged into dailymile and realized that my last long run was 10 miles on July 29. It has been a month since I ran any lengthy distance because of illness that kept me tired, nauseated, and with a headache for nearly two months, that got so bad at the end of July I just couldn’t do it anymore. So I have struggled through the runs. I have been in pain from running and lifting.

But I haven’t quit. Not once have I stopped to walk this week, even when everything in me was screaming for me to do so. Even when my legs would barely pick up off the ground. Even 3/4 of the way up the hills when I couldn’t breathe.

And you know what? Even tired and spent at the end of the workouts I was smiling. You know why? Because I’m back. Because I finished. Because it felt good to conquer again. Even with the pain. Maybe because of the pain. Because it reminded me that I am stronger than what I feel. I am able to do more than my mind tries to tell me I can sometimes. Even when I am still not feeling 100%, I can still do it. I can push through the pain.

And that reminder is what I needed this week. I got this. And through training, God’s hand of protection and provision, and some amazing partners, Goofy will happen.

Whatever you are going through – diet changes, exercise plans, work struggles, family issues – just remember: you got this.

Going Public

There are some things that just get to me.

Like when people spell my name wrong after I just got done spelling it for them.

Or when I answer the phone, “Hello, this is Chrisy” and the person on the other end of the line says, “who is this?”

Or when my kids say they are “starving” and clearly they are not. I have tried to explain to them that they can say they are hungry, but they have plenty of food and they are nowhere near death due to a lack of food. Thus they are not starving.

Or when people use descriptors that are not accurate. For example, someone with a mild headache says they have a migraine. As someone who suffers from severe migraines on occasion, and who wouldn’t wish a migraine on anyone, it bothers me when people use that term, which then can get overused and dilute the plight of those who suffer from true migraines.

Another example of this is the lighthearted way that some people refer to various mental illnesses, particularly depression and even sometimes OCD. We have all heard people joking about having OCD as if it were some kind of gift for wanting to have things just a certain way. We have heard people say “I’m depressed,” in a matter-of-fact, due to the current circumstances I’m not very happy, kind of way. And this bothers me. When these terms get used in offhand remarks and less than serious ways, it can further demoralize those who truly do suffer from mental illness. And in most cases, those who are suffering aren’t going around telling everyone about their issues. They are likely trying to do just the opposite. Hide them. Lead everyone to believe that everything is ok. Attempt to hold up the image of having it all together. And I think the way people offhandedly refer to mental illness can sometimes be the reason why.

I read an article today from CNN and it really made me think about how those with mental illness tend to hide. And as someone who suffers from depression, I know that has been true for me as well. I didn’t want anyone to know for a very long time just how bad it was. But we can’t suffer alone. And we need to be keeping an eye out for those around us who may be suffering silently. Because they are probably not the ones talking about it.

Read the article and let me know what you think.

Help Me See

Yesterday at church, I realized that I can’t see. Not literally, of course, my physical eyes work just fine, but I realized I don’t always see things the way they really are.

Two examples of what I mean:

1) On Saturday, I spent about 7 hours watching football and cheerleaders. By the end of the time, I had a number of “notes” I was planning to give my girls at practice this week. They did a good job, but what I saw was the little things that needed improvement so they could be even better. And those things are true and do need work. But as I talked to a friend yesterday morning, she was relaying to me that she was very impressed with the girls and how well they did (and this comes from a former cheerleader and cheer coach). She even shared that some parents of the opposing team’s players told her how good our cheerleaders were, how they could hear them all the way across the field, and how they though our 7th and 8th grade squad was better than their freshman cheerleaders (proud coach moment – ATTA WAY GIRLS!!). This blew me away – not because I didn’t know that the girls were doing a great job, but because my focus was on how they could improve, more than how they were doing in the moment.

2) While talking to the same friend, she paid my daughter a compliment. She said she doesn’t “do” girls and would much rather spend time with the boys, but as she has had some opportunities to watch and be around Anne in the last week or so, she told me how impressed she is with her. She said things about how sweet and kind she is, how she is a calming influence on and hangs with the boys her age, and how she likes being around her. Here again, I know these things to be true, but often what I see is what I know she can be rather than what she is at the time. I am sure all parents do this: they want their child to be more mature, they could sit still better, they could be more outgoing, or better in math if they worked harder, or this, or that, or a million other things. In no way are we trying to devalue who they are right now, but we are so focused on raising them and helping them be the best they can be, we often don’t see them in the present.

Or perhaps I am generalizing something that is only true of me. In which case, you can completely disregard this post. πŸ™‚

So today I am asking the Lord to open my eyes to the here and now. Yes, I still need to look to the future, it is my job to help cheerleaders get better and children grow up to be who God created them to be, but I don’t want to miss the good that is happening right now.

What do you need help to see?

Food and Fitness Friday: In Therapy

I have a magnet on my refrigerator that says:

In my life, this is so true. I run for health. I run for enjoyment. I run because I need to exercise. But I also run to leave my troubles behind. I run with friends to talk and process what is happening in our lives. I run, not in isolation, but in community, because that is what I am made for.

So what happens when you don’t run for a week during a pretty stressful time?

Let’s just say this: it ain’t pretty.

A crazy week last week, followed by a running attempt that ended abruptly with a back that completely tightened up on me and stayed that way for a few days has sidelined my running for almost another week. And I’m struggling. When I don’t run, I find excuses to eat badly. When I don’t run, my overall mood is darker. When I don’t run, I hurt – both physically and mentally/emotionally. In other words, no running makes for a grumpy Chrisy.

So in the midst of that, I have to find other means of “therapy.” Sometimes that is sitting with a book. Sometimes that is watching the Olympics. Sometimes it’s listening to music (although too much Kenny Chesney has me ready to run away to a tropical beach somewhere these days.) Sometimes that is getting my nails done. Sometimes that is letting my kids brush, straighten or otherwise play with my hair. Sometimes that is writing in my journal. Sometimes that is reading my Bible. Sometimes it is setting time aside for prayer. Sometimes it’s just going to bed early. But all of the time it is work to find what it is that I need to do in order to have some “therapy” time. And that requires me to choose those things. Which is hard. It is easier to just be grumpy. It is easier to hide from life. But I can’t choose easy.

I hope to be up and running again by the weekend, even though my therapy partners are off doing a race. But in the meantime, I’ll continue looking for therapy times in other ways.

What things are therapeutic for you and how do you deal with it when those things aren’t an option?