Have you ever wondered what's down there? Or are you like me - are you afraid? Afraid of what you might find. Afraid of what you might not find. Afraid that it might get loose and do something to embarrass you. Or are you afraid that it's too late - that it died already?
What am I talking about? I'm talking about that deepest thing inside of me. That thing that if I let it out will either set me free or kill me, maybe both. You know. Over the centuries, philosophers and pop stars have given names to it. Names like: dream, calling, heart's desire, deepest longing...
Which is right? I don't know, though I believe this about it: yours is different than mine. Of course it is. We are different. And that's important, namely you are important, and your thing is important enough to be yours and yours alone. No one else has it. It was woven into the fabric while the fabric was being woven. And it has been there your whole life. It has been speaking to you. Perhaps you have not heard it in awhile. Perhaps it keeps you up at night. I don't know. But you do. Either way, it's there. It will always be there.
The question is what to do with it.
Here's what I've tried:
Ignoring it.
Stuffing it.
Sublimating it...(I discovered that through counseling)
Half-assing it...(I did that on my own)
Watering it down.
Putting it off until later.
Hoping it will go away.
Nothing has worked.
And so I've come to the conclusion that there is one thing to do: dig. Dig. Dig deep and listen. Get to the bottom of it even if it kills me. And it might. But you know what, if I'm going to die, I'm going to die digging. Besides, who knows, maybe I'll live - though, I'm not naive enough to think I won't face resistance, disturbance, difficulty, disappointment...failure...along the way. The way I see it, it's worth finding out what's down there. I'm done with shallow living.
So I'm all in. All the way. No turning back. Even though it's scary. Perhaps that's the reason I'm writing this. I need company. I need you. You and everyone else. What do you say? Will you come with me? Will you? Please? Who knows? Maybe we'll find what we're looking for...
Starting September 13, monday through friday, I'm going to post a little food for thought (and welcome yours). It may be a quote, an observation, a question. It may be a picture. I don't know. But all of it will be meant to get at the heart of it all.
I promise each morsel will be short, sweet and to the point; at the same time, I hope each portion will remain with you throughout your day. The way a song can get stuck in your head. Or a smell can get caught in the fibers of your sleeve. The way Jesus can be...how he lingers when you let him...
