I wish I had an easy, pre-packaged inspirational thought to share with you today, but instead I have a poem. I don’t think I’ve written a poem since 10th Grade English, but this week’s Story 101 Assignment inspired me to try again for the first time in ten years. So my thought for this week is like life. It’s messy, it doesn’t follow a pattern, it’s not always grammatically correct, but it’s a little bit of honesty. Continue reading
October is my favorite month of the year, so to celebrate I am launching a brand new guest post series called “Life Experiments.”
I believe that it’s okay to experiment, it’s okay to take risks, it’s okay to fail. I’m looking for bloggers to share their stories about overcoming failure, adventuring, or trying new things. If you would like to submit a post, email me a document, an idea, or a link to a blog post by Wednesday, October 1st. I’d love to hear from you!
I will be posting a new “Life Experiment” every Friday in October (because Fridays are the best, after all).
This week, I’ve been exploring prayer. Not because I’m an expert, but because I too often find myself asking “What’s the point?” 99% of the time, I’m asking for all the wrong things. I don’t understand why anything I could ask would make any difference at all.
I don’t have it all figured out, but I can tell you that the times I have felt most at peace have been the times when I haven’t used any words at all. I think that sometimes I forget that an important part of any conversation–even with the creator of the universe–is listening. Continue reading
Sometimes, Guatemala feels like discovering some great secret to living that few people know about.
I used to read books about traveling. I used to look at pictures of mountains. I used to think about leaving.
But then one day, I made a choice.
What can we gain by sailing to the moon if we are not able to cross the abyss that separates us from ourselves? This is the most important of all voyages of discovery, and without it, all the rest are not only useless, but disastrous. – Thomas Merton
This week sounds like doing hard things, like climbing mountains (or in my case volcanoes). It sounds like being cold, wet, and tired, but finding a tiny bit of hope at the end, just knowing that I did something I’ve never done before.
I live in a community. Literally, as in I share a kitchen and two bathrooms with six other people. Seven people, sharing space, food, and a shower that you have to light with a match. (That’s what “gas heated water” means in Guatemala).
Community has meant lots of different things to me over the years. Community has meant and summer cookouts and movie nights and Goodwill shopping. Community has meant church. Community has meant shared meals and $3 bottles of wine.
Last week in my little church in Guatemala, the lesson was from Romans chapter 12, and it reminded me of some thoughts on community I wrote a few years ago while I was living in Indiana. Continue reading
So, friends, I tried. Really, I did. I tried to start a tradition, and then life happened. I spent the summer catching planes and trains and buses and being a tourist and visiting family and dealing with unreliable wifi and moving to Guatemala. Etcetera. Somewhere in there, my weekly soundtrack got lost. So, I’m trying again. I’m really trying to be a more disciplined person. So on Wednesdays, I will be posting my Soundtrack of the Week posts. What do you think of that? Continue reading