Six years. Six years – I don’t know if that sounds like a long time. As I think about it now it doesn’t seem to long, but man, can a lot happen in six years of life. Six years ago I was a very different person. I don’t really recall changing or how the process took place. I tried a lot of different things to attempt to become the person I thought I wanted to be…but I sure never became that person and I am so thankful of that. There are a lot of things about me that will never change, though, as much as I have tried to change them - I will always talk a lot and be way to willing to share too many details of my life with anyone that asks. I will always burn when I don’t use sunscreen. I will always desire to experience a fairytale romance that last my life long. I will always be a people person. I will never look perfect. I will always need my parents. I will always over think nearly everything….I could go on. As I read old journals, look at old pictures and reminisce with old friends I have discovered that there are a great many things about me that I don’t even recall ever being true, but I was a very different person six years ago. I didn’t choose to be changed, but I know what changed me and the process of it has produced more joy and pain than I would have ever believed could coexist. As I have been surviving through the trials that too often come along with growing I have developed desires and hopes, goals and values that I never could have ever imagined I would consider as precious and priceless I as do now. I have discovered things about me and my heart - a few strengths and a great many weaknesses – and am still searching deep, trying to figure out God’s purpose for me and my life and why the heck he want anything to do with me at all. I certainly came prepackage with a passion for music and songwriting. At times it has been the only way I could get my insides out or make sense of a feeling…I’m pretty sure writing and discovering music is the only reason I made it through much of middle and high school (and really life in general for that matter). Even as I write this entry I am listening to music that motivates me and puts me in a place where I am willing to be exposed and focused on losing myself in the passion of Jesus and there finding who I really am. In case you’re wondering the song on currently is Bethany Dillon-“Imagination”. I have also developed this nearly unquenchable yearning to seek truth about Jesus and the thing he teaches, his passion, and the validity of it all.
Lately I have been noticing things…things in my life that don’t really make sense. I have become aware of things about me and the way I live that are contrary to who I have become and who I desire to be. I have decided it all contributes to one sin I have struggled with for a great deal of time and had no idea even existed. It was masked by so many things. For a long time I thought I was just a procrastinator (which, don’t get me wrong, I am), but what it really is is laziness. I am just…..lazy. All these desires and hope and aspirations they have sat dormant for a while. Just about as soon as I developed them I began to avoid them. I use my love and passion for God to pull me out of tough times and rely on music to make sense when I want it to, however that’s just about what I have done with it. But I still have this ache inside me and I can’t stand it there. I want it to be satisfied…I want to know I’m being used…I want to know I’m not just waist space here on Earth trying to fill my life with thing that really only empty me. I am constantly begging God to make me understand why these desires are here and what I am supposed to do about them. Thing is…I know what I need to do. I simply need to DO SOMETHING…I need to read my Bible, I need to research, I need pray consistently, I need to talk to others, I need to care through my actions, I need to practice music, I need to eat better, I need to work out, I need to put down the chocolate ice cream. I know what I need to do. WHY CAN’T I DO THEM? Some days I just feel like such a loser - I waist so much I my life on thing that don’t matter. I watch TV or sit on Facebook for hours. What do these add to my life? Nothing. And even though I often use the excuse that I deserve to loaf around and watch TV for a whole day…and maybe I do, existing is rough at times…I still get in bed at night and don’t feel it is satisfied. Thus, reexamination. Writing this entry is my first step. I turned the TV off, talked to God, turned on music, and became still. This is what came out. Now…I’m going to try a little more of this and a little less pointlessness. Goodness, who know what could happen. Our God is great, maybe if I actually DO SOMETHING his purpose for me can be fulfilled, maybe if I DO SOMETHING this life won’t be wasted.