Happy Wednesday! (I just double checked my phone because I’m all “It is Wednesday, right?” Ah, the vacation life.) I have to say, it has been such a strange thing to start blogging. I’ve never been much of a “status updater” on social media. I tend to not share many pictures, and I definitely don’t feel it’s a natural inclination of mine to publish stories from my life on a website that can be read by virtually anyone in the world with wi-fi access. (Which is A LOT of people, People.)
Anywho, all that to say, sharing my posts on here are more spaced out than I’d like them to be. I’m trying to figure out how this whole writing thing works. A glimpse into my brain: “Oh man, do I post twice a week? Three times?…Tiff, you’ve got to lighten up some of these posts, girl. People are going to associate your site with d-r-e-a-d…It’s been four days since my last post. FOUR DAYS…Oh, look at that cute desert squirrel. I want to keep him. *sigh* I’m hungry…TIFF! Stop being distracted and just write, already!”
The Lord knew I needed a good deal of time away from work to get my mind in shape. I’ve told my travel buddy, Rosemarie, that writing is like stretching a muscle that I’ve rarely used before. It’s all very new, and it takes ridiculous amounts of time for me to construct. I liken it to training for a marathon, and these first few weeks have been like huffing and puffing through my first two miles. “I can’t do it, Lord. *sucks in air* I don’t have the endurance to be a distance runner. *grips my aching side* Ahhhh! How do other people do this??!” K, that’s not totally how I feel about it, but for humor’s sake, we’ll call it a fairly accurate example. I’m getting to the point though where the ache in my side is gradually starting to disappear, and I’m focusing less on the pain writing can bring, and more on the positive results faithfulness to the task will yield.
Which brings me to my main point. I’m starting to figure out that every significant step toward something worthwhile tends to take me a bit out of my comfort zone. And by “a bit” I mean HARDCORE. For example: Nursing school was a little intense for me, y’all. I’m not naturally all that great at science, and it was like pulling teeth to pass those tests. My closest friends were the smartest in my graduating class, and we’d get our tests back and they’d be like “Aww man, I got an A-. Bummer.” And I’m all “YES! I passed with a C!!! WOOHOO! High fives! People, I need high fives!” No joke. But boy, did I study hard. I always say that I’m not a good nurse because I’m really smart, but because God has given me a great love for hurting people. So when it came to nursing school, getting those two initials after my last name was one of the hardest fought battles I’ve ever won.
One of my favorite movie quotes of all time captures pro ballplayer Jimmy Dougan (aka Tom Hanks) having a not so friendly chat with his star catcher, Dottie. She’s telling him that she’s given up, right? That it’s time to throw in the towel because, “It just got too hard.” And good ‘ole Jimmy squints his eyes, moves in real close and says, (with a level of conviction that will give you goosebumps) “It’s supposed to be hard. If it wasn’t hard, everyone would do it. The hard is what makes it great.” (A League of Their Own)
Whew, that’s some good stuff! So, what kind of difficulties are you up against? What is it in your life RIGHT NOW that has you wanting to quit? to throw in your towel? Perhaps I’ve lost my wits, but I have a sneaking suspicion that if you handle that area of tension correctly, it holds the key to some of your greatest potential. Maybe I’m wrong. But maybe I’m write… I mean, right. 🙂 Because only the Lord knows how much opposition I’ve faced in getting this website off the ground and running. Fourteen months. Fourteen months I drug my feet, and stuck my heels out saying “Lord, I’m not ready. Please don’t make me!” After I got over all that junk, I had situation after situation of losing data, website design, and accidentally deleting saved work. (I know, remember?? I’m the genius!) A week after the blog was finally up and running, my computer came under major attack, and I had personal info, and credit/debit cards stolen. I mean, seriously.
You know what was crazy? I knew opposition was coming. Because every great cause we take on is sure to meet resistance. Sometimes by a person, sometimes by circumstances we’re unable to control. Either way, you know what it cultivated in me? Even more grit and wherewithal to NOT GIVE UP.
So take heart, my friend. Whatever you’re facing, Don’t give up.
“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love and of a sound mind.” -2 Timothy 1:7