As a child I loved adventure. I was always taking off on my bike, climbing trees even with a fear of falling, playing war games in a field with my brothers and dads old army gear, or riding the Odyssey (4 wheeler). I tried to ride our dirt bike but ended up running into a big oak tree. I was young so I didn’t try riding a motorbike after that for a while.
Reflecting back on my timeline there are many turning points in my life. One picture always seems to stand out to me. It’s my 11th-grade picture. I was at a new high school and only had a handful of friends and a few of them were my cousins. I was there for only one year. The year itself is a blur with a few memories coming back to me from time to time. I worked a lot more than a teenager should but I became a great employee and the boss relied on me. I was the queen of the drive-thru window so I was always working when others were doing teenager things.
That one year I saved over a thousand dollars to put towards my first car, our family was going through changes, and for a short time, I was bringing home chicken and biscuits for dinner to save money. I worked so much I woke up with my hand up in the air trying to serve my sister French fries. My sister got a good laugh. It was funny but I was exhausted. I remember prom and a cute foreign exchange student, and I also remember pieces of a trip I went on with my art teacher and one other student. We were going to an Art contest to submit our work. We both did pointillism of birds. I didn’t know I would meet that boy again in the future. I found him annoying but funny. But then he started talking about things that I didn’t want to talk about at that age. Once I told him I didn’t do those things he stopped. It wasn’t until years later after we departed from our relationship that I remembered that drive to the ART show.
I believe God does give us the gift of certain abilities maybe not like “Heroes” but important just the same. It seems when I am not blinded by love or fear I can sense good and bad. I can sense something within someone that is familiar. Although I may sense these things I do not always act on it. I have trusted and have been burned knowing that subconsciously what might happen.
When do we change? If you create a timeline of events in your life you will see that in our late 20’s it’s usually the final straw for change, your thirties are for finding your way through the changes, and forties are for stabilizing and work-life balance. I haven’t mastered it yet so I will let you know in my fifties how I end up. I don’t want to be another face in the crowd or body in a cube I am meant for more. I am more creative when I am moving around so in my daily routine I want to change how I plan my day. After hearing something on Klove yesterday about serving God where you are right now; I reminded myself that wherever God takes me next is fine but for now, I will do what needs to be done for him in the present. Don’t worry about tomorrow; God has a plan.
I have a pact with God to live 100 years if not more so that I can do great things for his glory. What I want may not always be what is good for me but God gives me what I need.
So ask God, ” How can I serve you today?”