I woke up today shaking. Not shaken. Not “very” nervous or
“really” anxious. I literally woke up shaking. I’ve never woken up shaking
before, so this was a new experience. Don’t worry I was not having a stroke. No
need to call my mom or phone an ambulance.
I was simply afraid.
You see a couple of days ago I was reading a book that
questioned the story my life was living. It questioned if I was truly living a
great story. If a movie were made of my life would it be one that would compel
people towards a grander, lofty perspective on life? Would it inspire, excite
and delight audiences? I feel that if people watched my life now they would
think, “This is fairly boring and I want my money back…plus this popcorn is
making me feel sick why did I pay eight bucks for a bucket of hot corn lathered
in a sea of curdled cow lactate and salt?”
While I would enjoy making people question the amount of
money they spend on popcorn, I would much rather challenge myself, and others
to change the world. To empower people toward positive change in themselves and
to help bring positive change to the world around them. Because of this and
more I put my two-week notice in at work and made the decision to pursue my
dream of writing full time. To pursue my passions and see where they would take
me.
Now this might sound hyper idealistic, but I’m earnestly not
trying to be some sort of naïve college dropout romanticizing their artistic
plight. This is no, “Save the world” one blog at a time pitch. This is not a
scream for attention or just an escape from an incredibly unfulfilling job. I
understand that you can’t always live your dreams. I know that hard work, pain,
perseverance, and suffering are part of this whole, “being alive” gig. That
being said, my head was having an increasingly difficult time escaping the
voices pushing me to pursue the passions and desires erupting in my heart.
The list of quotes, analogies, and challenging truths that
have guided me to this decision are too numerous to responsibly list here but
there are a few noteworthy ones. The aforementioned book above is Donald
Millers, “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years,” and has been the straw to break
proverbial camels back in my decision process. The words of Peter Scazzero in,
“Emotionally Healthy Spirituality” forced me to question if I was being
faithful to who I actually wanted to be, or if I was the person my fear told me
it was safe to be. Finally I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was made to be
more than I was living up to. Maybe we can’t all live our dreams but what kind
of fool would I be if I didn’t try while I was still young enough to do so
without serious ramifications! So with these ideas running through my head and
after a few key conversations I decided to put my two weeks in.
Fast forward to this morning.
My thoughts in the morning are always more depressed and
pessimistic then those at night. Fear physically gripped me to the point of
shaking. The visceral question “What are you doing?” raced through my head
before I even had to chance to remember what I was doing and why I needed to
question it.
I feel as though I’m standing on the edge of a precipice.
Black swirling clouds billow infinitely in front of me and I can see no
evidence that when I step out I’m not just going to fall forever. Faith demands
I take a step and as I move out I can see one step at a time. My steps are lit only
where I am, making each step clear only after I have committed to the action. I
have little doubt that at the end of this journey, if I truly commit, I will
find something magnificent and mysterious awaiting discovery amidst the clouds.
A palace of possibilities lingers just beyond the familiar and safe.
So I’m stepping out. I’m terrified, but I’m excited and though
I’ll face doubt daily, I’m ready.
I’m curious what will come of this time. Will this spur on a life of whimsy and adventure or will I crawl back to my boss in a month’s time with my tail between legs and beg for mercy? I don’t know. The only thing I know is this,
I’m curious what will come of this time. Will this spur on a life of whimsy and adventure or will I crawl back to my boss in a month’s time with my tail between legs and beg for mercy? I don’t know. The only thing I know is this,
The future is a mystery and I intend to solve it.
Nothing could bespeak a true heart longing for the complexities of not only adventure but the simple act of living out one's faith in a tremendous and beautiful way! May the Lord continue to show favor on you!
ReplyDeleteColby, I love that you're taking this risk. Since I've known you, I've noticed how great you are at being passionate without causing a scene. You're steady and calm, yet you get people's attention. I'm so excited to read more of your writing!
ReplyDeleteI resonate with these fears. Thanks for speaking them outloud. Or, I guess, on the internet :)
-B