Why not to go…
After accepting my spot for the race I had a “freak out” kind of week. I started trying to create reasons I shouldn’t go. It’s like the worst parts of me surfaced and I became a commitment phobic once again. So here was my mental list of why not to go…
Putting off my long term life plans
I know…I know! I am forced to confront the ugliness. Admitting them to myself was hard. Typing them out is harder. This list does not reflect the voice of my God!
When I look at this list all I see are reasons that are ridiculous, selfish excuses, or just plain fears. In fact, these fears perhaps give me more reason to go. I don’t want to live a life of fear. I don’t want to live a life where my biggest concern is my safety or comfort level. I don’t want to live a life built around my story. I want to play my role in God’s!
So at the beginning of this commitment I found myself wanting to back out. It’s as if lazy Michelle surfaced and everything seemed too much of a struggle. I felt guilty and confused that my doubts were outweighing my excitement and passion to share God’s word. It was a weird place to be. I wasn’t completely aware all this was going on inside of me until I read this paragraph from Kathleen Norris’s book:
“I find that…stages of impasse are likely to present themselves whenever I am on the verge of making a new commitment. As I head into the unknown, self-doubts emerge, along with the temptation to settle for less than I had believed possible. If things go wrong, I at first attempt to place the blame anywhere but on myself. Finally I am forced to admit that the new venture will come to fruition only if, as Fitzgerald says, I can make the passage from loving [and] serving…because of the pleasure and joy it gives…to loving and serving regardless the cost.”
By the way…my list of reasons to go is SO much better! Amen!
