Sometimes at the end of a long hard journey we can compliment the adventurer who undertook it and say “you did well” or when someone passes away after a difficult illness we say they “shame, they did so well”. I once did a mountain climb that I was convinced was going to kill me! At the end of the climb, people said to me, “you did so well!”. But, upon reflection I know that what they meant was, “You made it”.
What takes life from being something that is happening to you, to something you are living well? I propose it is the sense that you are using all the raw materials you have been given in order to create something, something that will long outlast you and your time on this earth.
Whatever you do don’t tell… If you do that I’ll tell everyone… I’m going to tell on you… You can’t tell them that or they’ll…
I cannot tell you how may times in my life I have heard these chilling sentences and I hate to admit how many years I allowed myself to be bound in guilt, fear and condemnation because I was afraid to 'tell'.
I've introduced you to Marissa as 'Grace', because she is full of it and she has been her life captured by the Grace of Jesus. 'Creative', because she has more creativity in her little finger than most people do in their entire body; and 'Pheonix" because as I have watched Marissa run her race is has been like watching a Pheonix rise from the ashes and absolutely soar in beautiful technicolour. I hope that this glimpse into her story will cause you to rise above anything that may have tried to burn you.
In today's world many many people do not consider themselves to be people of faith and therefore not people who worship. But looking at this scripture it makes me think... worship is not so much about lifting your hands to songs, or bowing down before alters. However, worship is much more about the things that not only grab and hold your affection, but also your resources - emotional and physical. We invest in what we love, in what holds our affection. But the word treasure... that takes it a step further. I asked myself, what do I treasure?
THIRTY ONE: days are some of the best in my opinion. This issue is jam packed with pure gold. Right from Ps. Edna's powerful Power Note all the way through the stunning articles written by women I love and esteem. Edna challenges us to "refuse to allow smallness to enter our thinking." And dares us to "enter into the spacious wide-open life". And for me, my contribution to this issue, was just that. A refusal to give into smallness, or to stay quiet in the process and journey of life.
I never wanted to be a common girl. Or have a common life. There has always been something in me that has yearned for the uncommon. The unchartered. The undiscovered. However, to live a life that is uncommon, one must reject the lure of the common. And what is common in your world? Settling. Gossip. Comparison. Insecurity. Negativity. Materialism. Appearance. Small minded thinking. Comfort. The uncommon life requires a shedding of all that is familiar and all that feels safe. And an embracing of... New.
The word for today is 'park' and so much of what people have written is about parks. Physical beautiful green spaces, inundated with beautiful trees, flowers and memories. But as soon as I saw the word, the picture that came into my head, was of a car, and the gear shifting into park. And it made me think - where are you parked?