Whimsical is not a word you hear very often.
It’s usually used to describe something that isn’t normal.
A lot of time when I think about the word “whimsical” I think of Alice in Wonderland; the Disney movie that is different from all the rest of the other typical Princess movies. It also happens to be my favorite.
I’ve decided that I want this word to describe my life.
I want to live a life full of whimsy.
You’ll find that the definition isn’t so good sounding. It’s almost as if whimsical is used to describe the weirdoes or the people who aren’t “normal”.
Some of the synonyms of whimsical are odd, peculiar, unusual, and unpredictable.
These are the words I want my life to be described as.
Odd/Peculiar- I want others to see my life as not normal. I don’t want to live the American Dream. I would rather share homes with friends all over the world than have 1 permanent one that I could say that I purchased myself.
Unpredictable- I want every day to be spontaneous. I want every day to look different than the one before. I want to be able to throw schedules and routines out the window.
You might be reading this and think that I’m irresponsible.
You might think that I just want to walk aimlessly thought my life.
But you couldn’t be more wrong.
God calls us to love.
He put our deepest desires in our hearts for a reason.
He knew I wanted whimsy and cupcakes and travel before anyone even knew my name or even before anyone knew I was going to exist.
What I’m called to do is to figure out how to love people with those desires.
I’ve been talking to my team a lot about my desire to open a cupcakery one day. I think when I do I want to be able to take a bunch of cupcakes out into the community and pass them out. I want to be able to sit down and talk to people and hear their stories while they eat my favorite thing in the world that I made just for them. I want to be able to travel around the world just to meet, love, and listen to people.
I think sometimes Christians get confused with this word “Love”.
Love is not going on a mission’s trip because you feel sorry for the poor people.
Love is not converting people.
Love is not telling others how to fix their problems because you don’t have as big as ones they do so you know best.
Love is not just handing out what you think people need without even knowing the people you think you’re serving.
Love is listening.
Love is doing.
Love is serving.
Love is selflessness.
Love is knowing.
When you love is when you feel the most alive.
One night in Chincha, Peru, My team mate, Jesse, and I went for a run. It was just after dusk and all the outside lights were coming on. We ended up running on the busiest street in town. It was one of those streets that have all the business and venders that no one drives on; it’s just filled with people.
I felt so alive running through the street, dodging people with Rihanna blasting in my ears. I got to the end of the street and stopped, and immediately wanted to keep going because I wanted that feeling again.
I think that’s what love feels like.
Love is sprinting through life without getting tired.
Love is what keeps you going.
Love is whimsy because it’s not something you see every day. It’s become this odd thing that we see every now and again and yearn for it, but never act on it.
So, if the American Dream or “normalcy” is all the Disney movies with a mushy, romantic storyline…..
I want to be Alice in Wonderland.
I want to be peculiar.
But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a peculiar people, so that you may proclaim the praises of the One who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light.
1 Peter 2:9
