Easy & Mediocre? Okay!
It's really funny to me how God works.
About a week or so ago, I was laying in my room with a couple friends. Probably listening to some Dan + Shay music (I have my roommate hooked, now! Look at me go!) when another one of my sweet friends came in our room. She was extremely upset about how she wasn't at home, and how it would have been so much easier to be at home during this season of life and not be in DCLS. We ended up praying for her, but in the back of my mind I was thinking, "Hm. I feel bad that she's feeling like this, I've never felt like that before."
24 hours later, I was feeling the exact same way.
I felt like I was missing out on EVERYTHING back home. Not only did I miss my brother and sister's first homecoming dance at school a little over a month ago, but I've also missed countless volleyball games, cross country meets, Riverdale nights with my little sisters. I've missed movie nights with my sweet Kenna, family brunches, and Friday night pizza nights (although I have had more than enough of a pizza fill here in DCLS...).
Not only that, but my best friend texted me a couple days later telling me her boyfriend couldn't attend her sorority dance. One of her sorority friends told her, "No worries, just bring your best friend!" Emma, my best friend, texted me later telling me that it wasn't that easy since I'm a thousand miles away. Although I can't dance for the life of me, my best friend means the world to me and I would have gone in a heartbeat. It made my heart break for her that I couldn't do this one simple thing for her because of the silly distance between us.
Then, another one of my best friends told me about his wrestling tournament this upcoming weekend. It would have been SO EASY for me to hop in the car with his parents, or drive myself, to said tournament if I would have been home. I could have been there for him, to support him. I'm sure it would have meant the world to him.
Not only those few events, but I mentioned in one of my last blog posts that my sweet cousin wanted to invite me to Special Person Day at her elementary school. I could have been there for her on that day, made her feel special. Again, if only there wasn't this silly distance between me and home.
I started to believe that it would be so much easier at home; I wouldn't miss a single thing, I could support everybody in every way, and I wouldn't have to feel bad for missing anything. I convinced myself it would be so much easier to work at home, live at home, work 40 hours a week and go on runs after I got out of work. Get called my nickname everyday (something I really miss from home). Get a hand squeeze from my Dad every night before bed and a hug from my Mama. Take a couple classes at JCCC, do the normal thing. Do the expected thing.
But nope, here I am. A thousand miles away from home. Doing the really unexpected thing. Doing the abnormal thing.
Thank the Lord for change of hearts, right? A couple friends spoke life into me about this topic and I talked to my parents about it, as well as God. They all made me feel a lot better about being here. I know I'm called to be here, to spread His love and love on everybody. Minor lapses in judgment happen. Some days are much easier than others. And the only reason I'm posting this is because I know somebody needs to hear it.
So let me tell you: keep working. Keep doing the unexpected thing, the abnormal thing. Keep pushing through, keep trusting that promise God has given you. Continue to trust the calling He's given you. Your purpose is so much greater than anyone can even fathom; we're not living for the applause of others. We're living for the applause from above. Stop worrying what others are thinking. I know everything seems murky as to why you're doing it, and some people don't understand. Some people will never understand. But keep working for the moment when it'll all click, when it'll all make sense. Because we were never called to be normal, we were never called to be average. We're created in His image for a reason. And that reason was never to be mediocre.
Thanks for all your support and for reading. You mean the world to me!
And as always...
People I missed most this week: My sweet Emma
Song of the week: Fall // The Belonging Co (absolutely amazing song!! I jam to it all the time.)
All my love,
Ry
About a week or so ago, I was laying in my room with a couple friends. Probably listening to some Dan + Shay music (I have my roommate hooked, now! Look at me go!) when another one of my sweet friends came in our room. She was extremely upset about how she wasn't at home, and how it would have been so much easier to be at home during this season of life and not be in DCLS. We ended up praying for her, but in the back of my mind I was thinking, "Hm. I feel bad that she's feeling like this, I've never felt like that before."
24 hours later, I was feeling the exact same way.
I felt like I was missing out on EVERYTHING back home. Not only did I miss my brother and sister's first homecoming dance at school a little over a month ago, but I've also missed countless volleyball games, cross country meets, Riverdale nights with my little sisters. I've missed movie nights with my sweet Kenna, family brunches, and Friday night pizza nights (although I have had more than enough of a pizza fill here in DCLS...).
Not only that, but my best friend texted me a couple days later telling me her boyfriend couldn't attend her sorority dance. One of her sorority friends told her, "No worries, just bring your best friend!" Emma, my best friend, texted me later telling me that it wasn't that easy since I'm a thousand miles away. Although I can't dance for the life of me, my best friend means the world to me and I would have gone in a heartbeat. It made my heart break for her that I couldn't do this one simple thing for her because of the silly distance between us.
Then, another one of my best friends told me about his wrestling tournament this upcoming weekend. It would have been SO EASY for me to hop in the car with his parents, or drive myself, to said tournament if I would have been home. I could have been there for him, to support him. I'm sure it would have meant the world to him.
Not only those few events, but I mentioned in one of my last blog posts that my sweet cousin wanted to invite me to Special Person Day at her elementary school. I could have been there for her on that day, made her feel special. Again, if only there wasn't this silly distance between me and home.
I started to believe that it would be so much easier at home; I wouldn't miss a single thing, I could support everybody in every way, and I wouldn't have to feel bad for missing anything. I convinced myself it would be so much easier to work at home, live at home, work 40 hours a week and go on runs after I got out of work. Get called my nickname everyday (something I really miss from home). Get a hand squeeze from my Dad every night before bed and a hug from my Mama. Take a couple classes at JCCC, do the normal thing. Do the expected thing.
But nope, here I am. A thousand miles away from home. Doing the really unexpected thing. Doing the abnormal thing.
Thank the Lord for change of hearts, right? A couple friends spoke life into me about this topic and I talked to my parents about it, as well as God. They all made me feel a lot better about being here. I know I'm called to be here, to spread His love and love on everybody. Minor lapses in judgment happen. Some days are much easier than others. And the only reason I'm posting this is because I know somebody needs to hear it.
So let me tell you: keep working. Keep doing the unexpected thing, the abnormal thing. Keep pushing through, keep trusting that promise God has given you. Continue to trust the calling He's given you. Your purpose is so much greater than anyone can even fathom; we're not living for the applause of others. We're living for the applause from above. Stop worrying what others are thinking. I know everything seems murky as to why you're doing it, and some people don't understand. Some people will never understand. But keep working for the moment when it'll all click, when it'll all make sense. Because we were never called to be normal, we were never called to be average. We're created in His image for a reason. And that reason was never to be mediocre.
Thanks for all your support and for reading. You mean the world to me!
And as always...
People I missed most this week: My sweet Emma
Song of the week: Fall // The Belonging Co (absolutely amazing song!! I jam to it all the time.)
All my love,
Ry
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