Hey guys! Great to see you.
I wanted to just post this really quick. So in the past few days, their are two places I regularly go, that I didn't go: Church and karate.
Now I just wanted to say this really quick, because I gotta head out in a second. It is not bad that I didn't show up. I didn't specifically tell someone I was going to be there. I didn't break a commitment to show up. I couldn't control if I got a cold. None of us can control that.
Now I'm not here to justify my actions. I'm here to tell you guys: Don't feel guilty just because you can't control what God decides will happen. He chose for me to have a cold, and so I know this is what he wanted.
And also, maybe this can be switched, too. Maybe next time someone doesn't show up when they didn't specifically say they would, don't blame them, or bug them about it. Stuff just happens. Life takes an unexpected turn.
I'm not saying I'm perfect at this, I've blamed a friend or two as well for not showing up. So let's work on this together, shall we? Let's both try not to bug anyone about this. Tell me how it goes! I'll see you guys later!
God bless you!
Or maybe something else happened. Maybe you did feel a great emotion. Maybe you were really excited or scared. And then you noticed that someone else wasn't sharing the emotion with you. That makes you mad. Emotions are very complicated. They are what we feel. You try as hard as you can to control your emotions, but sometimes you let your guard done and you get mad or afraid. Well that's OK. Everyone is afraid sometimes. It's what we do with that fear or that anger or that sadness.
Take this example. I am terrified of roller coasters. I don't know what it is about them, or why, but I can't handle them. This year, my dad bought us season passes to the closest amusement park to our house. The park is like 65% roller coasters. I was excited for the park, but worried about what I would do when my brother and father wanted to ride the roller coasters. So I decided I was going to conquer my fear. I prayed. and prayed and prayed and prayed. This was a serious fear of mine and I didn't want to confront it. But I also didn't want it to take over me and stop me from having fun with my family.
So I asked my dad to pick a roller coaster. Any roller coaster, and I would ride it. As we were waiting in line, the fear inside of me leaped up and cried out, "NOW WAIT JUST A MINUTE!!!" He did not want me to go on that roller coaster. i froze up. i couldn't get on that roller coaster. I couldn't. I told my dad. I couldn't do this. I was scared. He said I would be fine. He knew about my fear and he knew it was pushing me away. So he pushed me toward it. I rode that roller coaster. and I cried. It was more horrible then I'd ever thought before. But I felt a strange sense of satisfaction deep inside me. I'd done it, no matter what i thought about it. I felt the little fear voice in my bran quiet and i let myself relish my victory. I'd done it.
So I want you to wonder. What are you doing with your emotions? Not are you letting them go, but what are you doing with them? Are you letting them take over? are you letting your anger make you scream and put down your little sibling? is your fear stopping you from having fun? Is your sadness stopping you from enjoying a great moment?
You may find it too hard to stop yourself from feeling anger or fear or sadness. and that's alright. But if you let those emotions control your life, well that's not cool. Think about what you're doing with your emotions. Don't let them own your life. Own them.
God bless you!
There is a song that I relate to. The video is below this paragraph. It's Stained Glass Masquerade, by Casting Crowns. Whenever I think of this song, I realize how REAL it is. I feel like this all the time. Like I'm a person with twenty different masks. Every time I'm around someone different, or I'm somewhere else, I put on a new mask. I've got my Church Mask, my Friend Mask, my Family Mask. It's like I'm twenty different people and I rarely get to be ME. This song makes me think. It makes me wonder, would my life be better if I was always the real me? Would I be happier? Would I be authentic? Because sometimes, wearing my masks, it feels like a lie. I'm always playing a Stained Glass Masquerade, or a social media masquerade, or a Popular Masquerade. It's strange, but I can't help but wonder, am I seeing real people every day, or figures in masks?
Try taking off your masks sometime this week. Maybe show some people YOU.