Hi, all.
For the past few days, I have wanted to write a post but for some reason have been unable to. For the first time since I have started this blog, I have experienced the horror of writer's block. No matter how many drafts I start or inspiring verses or quotes that I come across, I just cannot write. For those of you who really know me, you know how strange such a lack of words is.
Then, suddenly, I stopped. No I didn't exit out of my blog or wreck my brain to find the "miracle post." I simply stopped thinking and started writing. Now, five minutes later, here I am, writing as though I never stopped.
I have found that most of my blogs have been the source of incredible, marvelous events that I have witnessed or have impacted me personally. From anxiety, to my desire for children with special needs, to starting a new semester, I have written a post practically weekly focusing only on huge challenges, blessings, and increasing levels of life like those above that have shown me just how merciful and incredible our God really is. I only wrote about the big things. When I started writing this post, I realized this. Now, I am out to change that.
I think that my past problem is something that we all do unintentionally. When life is rough, we focus on the negative. We place ourselves in ditch until a big positive rope is thrown down to us to bring us out again. Then, we proclaim our praises for these miraculous happenings. Moments later, we return to the ditch until we are saved yet again.
So what happens when life isn't so bad? You know, the days out of the week that don't start with the letter "M"? How about the Tuesdays when we get out of class early, the Saturdays when UGA brutally embarrasses Auburn or Florida (Go Dawgs) or even the Sundays when Las Palmas for once does not have a thirty minute wait? What do we do then? These little victories are ignored. They aren't meaningful to us because, well, life was good enough anyway, right?
That's the issue. We focus on the big victories so much that we completely forget about the day to day wins. All of my blog posts have been about these huge, mind-challenging events that I cannot wait to tell you all about. But never have I once wrote about the Wednesday during which I spoke with a new person about Jesus or the Thursday when I had four S'mores pancakes (do not doubt me). In fact, a week later, those small moments are forgotten.
Each of these instances represent a star. For a second, they burn, only to then become suppressed in our memories. They become lost in the busy, constantly changing constellation that is dominated by a brilliant meteors, a glowing moon and a burning sun. Years later, we cannot pick out a star. We can only name the planets. Amazingly though, these nameless stars, though tiny and seemingly insignificant, make up the galaxy. They sparkle, surrounding and giving light to the planets. Without the stars, the solar galaxy is incomplete. The stars align the moments between the big planets.
That is what life is all about. Somedays, we are on top of the world, somedays we are at our lowest point, somedays we are riding the waves. We seem to remember the extremes rather than the average seconds that actually connect each day to the next. Psalm 118:24 says, "This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it." Every day, every moment is a gift from God. We must cherish every moment we are given, regardless of their initial importance to us.
Let us not forget the stars as we shoot for the moon. For even if we only see them for a moment, we will remember them always.
Emily
For the past few days, I have wanted to write a post but for some reason have been unable to. For the first time since I have started this blog, I have experienced the horror of writer's block. No matter how many drafts I start or inspiring verses or quotes that I come across, I just cannot write. For those of you who really know me, you know how strange such a lack of words is.
Then, suddenly, I stopped. No I didn't exit out of my blog or wreck my brain to find the "miracle post." I simply stopped thinking and started writing. Now, five minutes later, here I am, writing as though I never stopped.
I have found that most of my blogs have been the source of incredible, marvelous events that I have witnessed or have impacted me personally. From anxiety, to my desire for children with special needs, to starting a new semester, I have written a post practically weekly focusing only on huge challenges, blessings, and increasing levels of life like those above that have shown me just how merciful and incredible our God really is. I only wrote about the big things. When I started writing this post, I realized this. Now, I am out to change that.
I think that my past problem is something that we all do unintentionally. When life is rough, we focus on the negative. We place ourselves in ditch until a big positive rope is thrown down to us to bring us out again. Then, we proclaim our praises for these miraculous happenings. Moments later, we return to the ditch until we are saved yet again.
So what happens when life isn't so bad? You know, the days out of the week that don't start with the letter "M"? How about the Tuesdays when we get out of class early, the Saturdays when UGA brutally embarrasses Auburn or Florida (Go Dawgs) or even the Sundays when Las Palmas for once does not have a thirty minute wait? What do we do then? These little victories are ignored. They aren't meaningful to us because, well, life was good enough anyway, right?
That's the issue. We focus on the big victories so much that we completely forget about the day to day wins. All of my blog posts have been about these huge, mind-challenging events that I cannot wait to tell you all about. But never have I once wrote about the Wednesday during which I spoke with a new person about Jesus or the Thursday when I had four S'mores pancakes (do not doubt me). In fact, a week later, those small moments are forgotten.
Each of these instances represent a star. For a second, they burn, only to then become suppressed in our memories. They become lost in the busy, constantly changing constellation that is dominated by a brilliant meteors, a glowing moon and a burning sun. Years later, we cannot pick out a star. We can only name the planets. Amazingly though, these nameless stars, though tiny and seemingly insignificant, make up the galaxy. They sparkle, surrounding and giving light to the planets. Without the stars, the solar galaxy is incomplete. The stars align the moments between the big planets.
That is what life is all about. Somedays, we are on top of the world, somedays we are at our lowest point, somedays we are riding the waves. We seem to remember the extremes rather than the average seconds that actually connect each day to the next. Psalm 118:24 says, "This is the day that the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad in it." Every day, every moment is a gift from God. We must cherish every moment we are given, regardless of their initial importance to us.
Let us not forget the stars as we shoot for the moon. For even if we only see them for a moment, we will remember them always.
Emily