The feeling of failing fills my heart and is exhilarating…said no one ever. Let’s be honest…
Failing SUCKS and hurts and sometimes gets the best of us. For your enlightenment, I will grace you with a nice blog about failing….
~Toilet paper belongs in the trash can and NOT in the toilet. I don’t know if I’ll ever get this down. Until then, my hand will forever be toilet diving
for that now saturated piece of toilet paper.
~Some days communication is hard. 6 days a week as a team we give feedback to each other. This can be an encouraging time and also
a time where teammates will challenge you to reach higher goals in some aspects of your life (aka the NOT fun feedback). So one evening I
gave bad feedback to someone. Not just the “challenge you to reach a higher goal in some aspects of your life” feedback but just straight up, bad feedback.
I worded it wrong and the execution was so wrong that I had to give feedback to myself about the feedback I gave…oh, and an apology! Failllll
~Surfing is fun…when you aren’t underwater trying to breathe. A teammate of mine and I went a tad too far out and got caught in some pretty gnarly
waves and capsized one too many times. It was a fun little game of peek-a-boo with the people on shore for about a minute. I ended that game real fast after I
tried to breathe underwater and was unsuccessful.
~One afternoon I was soaking up the sun on the beach and reading my Bible while greeting locals as they walked by. One younger man stopped
and kept talking to me. Although there was a language barrier, with gestures and broken English on his part, we pieced together a conversation.
It was going great! I was sharing about Jesus and he was listening! The moment I was going to pray for him, he said something in Spanish
and did a hand gesture. Through my handy dandy Google translate app, I soon realized he was asking me if I wanted to kiss him. UGH!
I explained to him that my mission was to serve people here and kissing was not one of those ways of service. Then I practically ran away in
shame! That was a HUGE ministry fail!!
~Ever had one of those days where you wake up on the wrong side of your hammock? Well this was one of those days…and it was also one
of those mornings where I was on the cooking team. After undercooked rice and a melted plate, I was convinced I’d never get a husband
if it were based on my cooking skills. Luckily, my teammates had patience and grace as they ate my undercooked, crunchy rice.
~So as many of you know, I do not speak Spanish well and a majority of the locals do not speak English well…or at all. But we usually can communicate
through hand motions and the little Spanish I can interpret/speak. That is until I ordered raisin ice cream. WHY IS THIS A THING?!
Raisins are for people who eat healthy and healthy people don’t eat ice cream. Rachael needs to brush up on her Espanol a little more for next ice cream stop.
I remember my leadership team trying to pound the phrase “failing is good” into my innocent little head. That was a foreign concept to me.
Growing up in a sports world, failing was HORRIBLE! Failing at something meant you were unsuccessful. And being unsuccessful was being weak.
I can see now where failing is useful. Without failure is without trying. I am forever going to celebrate my failures because I am allowing them to shape my future successes.
“I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” – Thomas Edison
~~Here’s to a journey of failing to success, who’s with me??~~
