
it's hard to think of how to exactly verbalize the absolute dichotomy stirring inside-i feel as though i'm in the middle of a tight-rope, between the platform i've left and the one i'm walking towards.
the platform i've left behind represents so many things: the carefree 'good old days' when i was still in school, the newness of my first job, the thrill of starting my life as a young professional, aspirations of a clear, dynamic career path and life goals.
all those things i've just described are normal, expected and ambition-filled dreams. wow. i still have those but i was such a different person a year and a half ago. different doesn't mean bad. i don't think of who i was then and who i am now as right and wrong. there's just a lot of life that's happened in between.
the platform i'm walking towards represents ???--for once i'm at a loss for words. a total loss. i have absolutely no idea what that platform represents. none. i've pursued a lot of things in the last 6 months that i thought it was supposed to be. i genuinely felt led by the Lord towards all those different areas. but doors are shut in all directions. i am suspended.
last night, i was walking around Greenlake with a friend getting caught up on life. she and i have both had some really moving months in the last year and that walk around the lake created space for us to recap, reminisce, philosophize and verbally formulate tangible answers to some of the looming questions. powerful. there are so many questions still unanswered. so many. but strangely enough, i'm OK with that. this weird and blessed peace is slipping through cracks and weasling it's way into the crevasses.
as i spoke of being totally mystified with the Lord's purpose of leading me down those roads and then shutting the doors, my friend gently chimed in with "well, at least you have an answer. it may not be the one you wanted but you're not sitting around waiting. it is 'no' for now." so simple and yet somehow so profound for me. we've all heard the phrase, "life is about the journey, not the destination"--those roads that 'dead-ended' weren't at all about each of the careers i anticipated were waiting at the end for me.
down each of those roads, i learned more about perseverance, honesty, frustration, disillusionment, selfishness, emptiness, displacement and ultimately brokenness.
that word makes me feel bi-polar because 1/2 of me wants to fly into the wild blue yonder as far away from it as i can get. the other 1/2 wants to sprint towards it until my lungs are heaving and my legs turn to spaghetti causing me to collapse from utter exhaustion.
it is only through brokenness that we become acutely aware of our need for a Savior; when you realize that you have NOTHING to bring to the table. all you can do is show up. it's excruciatingly humbling as any self-sustaining pride that exists is decimated.
it is tragic that most often we have to be broken over and over again throughout life. it hurts. it sucks. it is embarassing at times. YET it is only through brokenness that we are given the capacity to understand and serve other broken people. that is absolutely worth it to me. without question.
coming out on the other side of this period of brokenness (slowly but surely!), i am so glad i went through it. sounds really weird and most days that i was in the middle of it all, i was just hurting-real bad. but i'm a different person now. one who appreciates the platform i've left. one who expectantly hopes for what's waiting on the platform ahead. i feel tremendously prepared to move forward and yet it seems like the platform isn't totally built yet. don't know when the next thing will come along. don't know what it will be. in the meantime, i'm concentrating on staying balanced so i don't slip off the rope and start plummeting.
it's a choice every day. but it's doable. i have such eagerness.
"He who began a good work in you will carry it onto completion until the day of Christ Jesus." (Philippians 1:6)