Let me tell you a little about myself:
I’m a dreamer.
I am confident in my inherent worth.
I have many talents, passions, and interests.
As I’ve gotten older (ok, ok, 30 may not be old enough for any special wisdom), I’ve realized that each of our God-given personality traits has positives and negatives. Learning to love ourselves and other people means exploring ways to encourage the positive and show compassion when the negative aspects reign. The negative sides of my examples, for instance:
Dreaming is easier than doing.
I tend to be prideful.
It is difficult for me to stay committed to one pursuit for very long without getting distracted or bored.
Jack (Jill) of most trades, master of none.
When I was a teenager I lamented (annoyingly) often that there wasn’t anything that I was *really* good at.
I played viola, but not terribly well “because I’d never been able to afford private lessons.” I sang in the choir and had a pleasant voice, but had frequent respiratory illnesses that made my singing a bit unreliable. I got good grades, but struggled in math and didn’t always turn things in on time. I was creative but had no special abilities in any visual art form. And athletics… well… there’s not even anything to write to preface a “but” statement!
Nothing like being vulnerable and alone.
One of the things I *thought* I had a proclivity for was language. Words have always come easily and I have an ear for accent and intonation. Through a series of interesting events, I finished college with a Bachelors Degree in Japanese.
It was during my year studying abroad in Japan that I learned a lesson that has been hitting hard again recently:
Without humility and hard work, our strengths and talents have only the potential to take us where we want to go.
In Japan, I stuck out like a sore thumb (hello being blond and taller than most of the men there!) and couldn’t communicate easily with anyone around me but the other exchange students. Many of my classes were in Japanese, and while I was learning the language in theory, I had a really difficult time making progress.
My grades were the lowest they had ever been even though I was putting forth the same amount of effort I always had (which happened to be the bare minimum), and I was embarrassed to need my housemates to translate everything for me.
After one particularly rough meeting with a professor that had ended with good old fashioned American blubbering and tears, it finally sunk in that my struggle was with my lazy, selfish, pride – not my lack of talent.
I all but refused to do anything that didn’t come “naturally” to me with any measure of resolve. And I threw quiet little tantrums when anything threatened me with the teensiest bit of uncomfortable effort. It was laziness and fear, pride and complacency.
I’d love to say that I buckled down and came out on top. I did buckle down, but I still ended that year with the lowest gpa in my academic career – by a lot.
How failure left me hopeful.
God used my time in Japan to teach me many lessons, not the least of which was that there is peace in failure when I have done all I can. It’s not so much like failure as it is like God directing my journey.
I’m not going to be great at everything. I do think, though, that I’ve been given my passions and abilities for a purpose. If I show up and give it my all – there is potential for excellence. If I sit around and wait for something excellent to just happen to me, I’m just squandering my time.
Lately I’ve been excited about all number of noble pursuits and have felt like this next season holds tremendous potential. Yet around every corner there has been something to hold me back, cause me to miss deadlines, make me re-evaluate how I spend my time. I’m not getting ahead like I want to; like I feel I should be.
So right now I’m setting my focus once again on humility. There is potential for amazing things right now. It’s also possible that this will be a quiet season where I learn more mundane lessons that I’ve missed chasing after personal significance.
In any case, I have no doubt that this year is a year for me to be diligent and work hard in all areas unto the Lord.
And as this writer puts it, it’s a time to plant mystery seeds. I can’t control the weather and I can’t control the end results, but I have a loving Father who can and will.
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