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March Writing Challenge Day 1: Start

March Writing Challenge

Groggy Eyes, tired heart

The morning light calls me

It’s time to start. 

Cloudy thoughts, weary bones

The seeds of a quitter

I have often sewn. 

Disregarding the past

A new day breaks the dawn

Push myself up, and out

It’s time to move on.

Failure is essential

She is the mother of new starts

Why, then, does it kill me

Why must it tire so my heart?

No matter, I suppose

Because grace so vastly abounds

If my maker bestows second chances

Then right here, right now

A new song resounds.

Failure Does Not Equal Death.

When you wake up in the morning, what is it that you wish you could do?

When you are getting ready for work, what is your mind REALLY occupied with?

What is that thing, above all other ideas and tasks and jobs, that gets your blood rushing and your adrenaline up? That thing that when you think about it, you get lost in a day dream, and when you actually get a free moment to spend time doing it, you lose track of time?

What are you passionate about?

And why aren’t you living that passion out?

Every person I have ever encountered that is not doing what they love almost always answers me with one or more of these three things:

“Well, it’s just not very practical.”

“There’s not really any money in that.”

“My spouse/family/friends wouldn’t understand or approve.”

Here’s the common denominator that anchors all of these excuses to our hearts: FEAR.

Fear tells us that our dreams are only just that: dreams. They aren’t meant to make into a reality. They are simply there to make us feel better, nothing more. Taking it any further would just end in failure, because it’s not what practical adults do.

Fear loves to ask, “how are you going to pay your bills doing that? That’s going to take a lot of sacrifice, and sacrifice is not your strong point. It’s just too hard. People are going to think you are ridiculous for not making every dollar you could possibly make.”

Fear insists that you think about the possible disapproval of your loved ones, and how you just can’t handle that. You’ve tried to make them understand before, but they just don’t get it, so why bother?

All of that is crap. Fear is a liar. I mean, I’ve said it before, and I’ll keep saying it until we all finally BELIEVE THIS CRUCIAL TRUTH.

We were created in the image of our CREATOR. We have the create ingredient in us.

There’s a strange, unexplainable and euphoric joy that comes from doing, making, creating something with your own hands (or minds), isn’t there?

That’s part of that image-bearer in us. And what’s so incredible, what makes me want to fall on my face in worship right now, is that there are millions of us, with millions of different passions and abilities lying in hibernation, waiting to be awakened and put to use for our joy, the continued restoration and redemption of our world and ultimately God’s glory.

So let me ask you again: Why aren’t you living that passion out?

If you just exist each day in the mind set that if you try, you might fail, then you are going to live a very sad life. It’s that simple.

Failure ≠ Death.

Failure = A First, Second, Third, Fourth Try.

In the ridiculous but somewhat insightful words of Pink (or whoever it is that writes her songs), “…but just because it burns, doesn’t mean you are gonna die, you gotta get up and try try try.”

Awakening that passion may mean that you are going to be really poor. It may mean selling your nice car and driving an old clunker around. It may mean eating out less and cooking beans and rice more. It may mean shredding your credit card so that you stop spending loads of money you don’t have. It may mean that even though you have to turn all the lights off in your house to lower the energy bill, you paint incredible masterpieces by candle light.

Your passion is worth it.

It may mean that you die the “American Dream” and sell everything you have and move to Nakuru, Kenya so that you can love motherless babies and make soap.

Your passion is worth it.

It may mean going to school for something so specific and risky, instead of being an accountant like your dad wants you to be.

Your passion is worth it.

It may mean that you try, and fail, and try and fail, and try and fail…. and then finally succeed.

Your passion is worth it.

No more excuses, ok? Stop cheating yourself and everyone around you out of your God-given and beautiful abilities.

Do. Make. Create.

Fear is a liar. Repeat that in your head as many times as necessary.

 

Decorative Clothespins/Bagpins DIY

I’ve found over the past year that I NEVER have enough clips for bags of food like chips, rice, frozen veggies, etc. I remember growing up we used the left over clothespins from the line to clip stuff in the kitchen, but there was always a shortage. Soooo… I ordered a 50 pack of those wooden clothespins from amazon. Paid like 3 bucks. Booya.

Well hopefully by the time summer commences, we will have a clothes line up in the backyard. I’ve been thinking about the good ‘ol fashioned wooden clothespins, and how fun it would be to decorate them. If you do have a clothes line, it is just one more thing that will put a smile on your face when you use the sturdy clips to hang your fresh laundry. Or if you are like me and want everything in your kitchen to be cute, then get out these supplies and start creating!

This is a really simple craft to work on! The best part about painting them is that the paint dries super fast, so you don’t have to wait long to add other colors or a second coat. I think this might be one of my new favorite obsessions…. maybe I’ll come out with a fancy new collection of clothespins for my Etsy shop!