Being a Childlike Adult
Do you remember being a kid, when everything just made sense. And everything just came so easily? It's like you spend all your young years, assuming that they will never come to an end, then 'BAM', just like that, you are an adult. No more free living, no more groceries in the fridge that you didn't pay for, no more free education.
It happens so suddenly, you just wake up one day, and you realize that nothing is the same as it once was.
Now I am not ancient or anything, I'm only just 23 years old, but I feel about 45. I guess day after day working the same job, going nowhere, it affects you.
I remember when I graduated from high school and I though that my whole life was ahead of me. I thought I could do anything. And I remember going to what should have been my college graduation and realizing maybe for the first time, that I had failed.
With no hopes and no dreams, I gave up searching for anything I could get out of life. I traded my future in for a very low paying job at the dollar store and have been trapped ever since.
And all you can see when your in this trap is every moment you are losing a little piece of life that you can never get back. Wasting your youth stocking shelves that will be emptied the next day. Night after night after night till a week turns into a year and a year turns into two and one day just fades into the next until you don't even know what day it is anymore.
Was this where I wanted my life to be? Was this what I had planned? Not a chance. I was going to go on mission trips, make a difference in lives, change the world.
Now, here I am, just barely grown up, trying to figure out what to do, where to go. I sometimes wish that God would just come into my house and say 'Lisa do..........'. But he hasn't yet, and I doubt he ever will. So, what will I do? Well, maybe the passion that I have inside of me is God's way of telling me what I should do. Maybe if I forget about the dumb mistakes from the pass and the failures, then I can move forward. Maybe if I just let go of the stupid stuff that holds me back. Maybe if I just trust that if I take a chance God will take care of me.
Being an adult is hard sometimes, and sometimes, I just want to curl up in my bed and cry because life can be overwhelming. Or maybe, just maybe I am just looking for an exuse not to have to move forward cause I am so comfortable in my poopy life that I don't really want to move.
Maybe, just maybe, being an adult with a childlike faith would be the key. A faith that no matter where I go, or what I do(even if it is the dollar store)I tell people about the love of Jesus, and love others the way Christ loves me.Maybe that is the key to being a content adult. It's not about what I do or where I go, it's about what I do, wherever I am.
Hmmmm, maybe that is the answer
It happens so suddenly, you just wake up one day, and you realize that nothing is the same as it once was.
Now I am not ancient or anything, I'm only just 23 years old, but I feel about 45. I guess day after day working the same job, going nowhere, it affects you.
I remember when I graduated from high school and I though that my whole life was ahead of me. I thought I could do anything. And I remember going to what should have been my college graduation and realizing maybe for the first time, that I had failed.
With no hopes and no dreams, I gave up searching for anything I could get out of life. I traded my future in for a very low paying job at the dollar store and have been trapped ever since.
And all you can see when your in this trap is every moment you are losing a little piece of life that you can never get back. Wasting your youth stocking shelves that will be emptied the next day. Night after night after night till a week turns into a year and a year turns into two and one day just fades into the next until you don't even know what day it is anymore.
Was this where I wanted my life to be? Was this what I had planned? Not a chance. I was going to go on mission trips, make a difference in lives, change the world.
Now, here I am, just barely grown up, trying to figure out what to do, where to go. I sometimes wish that God would just come into my house and say 'Lisa do..........'. But he hasn't yet, and I doubt he ever will. So, what will I do? Well, maybe the passion that I have inside of me is God's way of telling me what I should do. Maybe if I forget about the dumb mistakes from the pass and the failures, then I can move forward. Maybe if I just let go of the stupid stuff that holds me back. Maybe if I just trust that if I take a chance God will take care of me.
Being an adult is hard sometimes, and sometimes, I just want to curl up in my bed and cry because life can be overwhelming. Or maybe, just maybe I am just looking for an exuse not to have to move forward cause I am so comfortable in my poopy life that I don't really want to move.
Maybe, just maybe, being an adult with a childlike faith would be the key. A faith that no matter where I go, or what I do(even if it is the dollar store)I tell people about the love of Jesus, and love others the way Christ loves me.Maybe that is the key to being a content adult. It's not about what I do or where I go, it's about what I do, wherever I am.
Hmmmm, maybe that is the answer
posted by Lisa @ 8:14 p.m.
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