Pardon my absence,

If, bless your heart, you've noticed the lack of regular posting over the past 6+ weeks, let me offer my humblest apologies. I could give you an excuse like I was in school, but I don't like excuses (but I was in school!).

Now that I've finished for the summer, I am redesigning, rethinking, and migrating Welcome to Love to better match the original vision God gave me for this place and to reflect the things that I am passionate about. This is something I've wanted to do for about 6 months so I'm very excited! Keep reading, I am probably going to be asking for your help!

In the mean time I'm going to edit and recycle a few older posts. Thanks for hanging out!

-Sarah Elizabeth

As I rise to the surface...

There's been a new shimmer of hope in the sunrise these past few days that can only be described as Summer Vacation. Admittedly, however, the summer-hope-shimmer is somewhat dampened by the fact that I actually still have to work. I expected summer vacation to be...a vacation.

But life just goes on, without even a head nod to my expectations. May I take a moment to bow humbly before that millions of working moms out there who have decided to go back to school? I do not know how you do it, you are the closest thing to superheroes that I can imagine.

So, now that we've had a collective laugh at how busy life is, shall we take a moment to reflect?

Why is this so?

This is an old conversation. But the fact that it is so familiar, so often repeated, should tell us something. We are living busy, encumbered lives and we don't like it, but we don't know how to stop.

I have a strip of paper taped to my computer monitor that my friend Amy gave to me which says,

"The things you own end up owning you."

Do you find that inspiring or depressing?

Three years ago I bought a house because it seemed like a responsible thing to do and two years later I was horribly depressed. I hated the feeling of obligation I had to that chunk of grass and wood and I hated how I felt like I wasn't living up to the expectations of a homeowner.

I hated it so much that I actually yelled at my house.

I stood in the center of my half-finished basement and said, "No, I'm the boss! I will finish you when I want to do it!"

I walked away from that argument with lightness in my step, not because I had taken control of my life, but because I finally recognized the lie that tied me to something that really does not matter. This is just one of many lies tied up in our culture of affluence. The trouble is that we are so conditioned to listen to the lies without thinking that it is a painfully difficult process to simply say, "No, I don't want to do/own that, I don't have to, and I'm not going to."

Of course it is not that simple (especially with a family), but it is also not as complex as you might think.

Think about the next few months of your life; the amount of time dedicated to swimming lessons, weddings, meetings, volunteering, cooking for potlucks, vacations, home improvement projects, reading, social events, television, camps, etc.

Don't ask yourself if they are all "good" things, because they probably are; ask yourself if you are passionate about them. Do you feel full of life when you do them? Because these are the kinds things that are valuable enough to justify spending your very limited time. Obviously not every moment of your life is going to be energizing and exciting, but do you think perhaps you are yielding your time too easily?

Is this really a big deal? Sort of, yeah.

When you are talking about your existence on this planet, your health and your time, you don't really have a surplus. Ethically, you can argue that we have a responsibility to make good use of the limited time we have, but, ethics aside, your life is simply to important to waste on things that don't matter.

This is not about being selfish or taking "me time," I'm actually not an advocate of that concept, this is about finding the things that light you up and make you excited about living. People who are excited about living are healthy, effective, and responsible, and these are the kinds of people empowered to help others, to love, and to make the world better.

If you are a Christian, does the idea of "doing whatever you want," seem a little bit like cheating? Do you feel guilty choosing to do something you love rather than something you should do? How do you reconcile your passions to your "obligations" as a Christian?

If you're interesting in a case-study on challenging the prevailing "stuff" culture, check out Dave Bruno's 100 Thing Challenge.

"It is not enough to be busy; so are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?"
-Henry David Thoreau

My own medicine

I've been talking a lot these days about setting attainable goals. I have a bit of a confession: I don't.

I set impossible goals for myself and make task lists, schedules, reading lists, and milestones that would make a 5-man team groan. I do this because I want to do and be everything and I want it now. Then I experience the crushing disappointment of discovering that I'm not Superman, I'm just Clark.

Does this sound familiar?

But then I read this:

"...let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing." James 1:4

Perfection isn't a product of frenzy, it is a product of patience. The ESV calls it "steadfastness." Steady, patient, dedicated, enduring, committed, empowered, perfected. They don't sound like me, do they sound like you?

Maybe, if not, don't be discouraged (I say to myself). This is all part of the process of learning to be weak, learning to be humiliated, and letting yourself be made perfect.

(one bite at a time...)

What are the impossible expectations you have of yourself?
How are you learning to be weak?