The Life of Experience and Changing Perspectives

An out-of-state friend and I text back and forth. Setting a time to call and discuss a book we were reading.

(Which of course, often turns into a catch-up-and-gab time. Oh, and let’s-talk-about-the-book before we hang up time.)

We decide to call tomorrow. 2:00

Tomorrow arrives, and after looking at my calendar that morning, I remember the scheduled chat. I even remember once again as I was eating lunch.

Next thing I knew the sun was setting, I was cleaning up dinner plates, and 2:00 had clearly come and gone.

It wasn’t the first self-made plan that hadn’t taken shape at my house. Nor will it be the last.

I know this fact – that plans can fail to turn out as planned — as deeply as I know my name. Time and experience have instilled this in my mind multiple times over. (As if I keep forgetting it and need to be reminded yet again.)

I texted my friend. “Dear me!!! I think we both forgot we were going to talk today at 2:00. Oh well! Life!!”

And I could almost hear her laughing an hour later when she texted back.

Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.

 

Life’s Education.

 

Life has a way of educating us. Smoothing us. Calming us. Providing perspective.

If this had happened in my earlier days, say my 20’s. I would have been horrified I forgot to call. Embarrassed and worried when she didn’t call me. Stressed that I had somehow given her the wrong impression of me or my intensions. I may have even worried it into a shape bigger than a bread box and asked my husband’s opinion. By bedtime, I would have worried it into the shape of an empty room complete with a trapped rhino.

And this I know for a fact. Rhinos are not good bed fellows. They keep you up with all their moving and leg kicking. And then their horn is pretty sharp, so you have to be careful of where their head is located, in relation to you.

By the first light of dawn, I would have had blood shot eyes from lack of sleep. And convinced myself that I was now facing a mini crisis.

I do not miss those sleepless days where I doubted and mico-analyzed myself and life.

Nope, I have told that rhino to sleep elsewhere. That the bed is to small for him to sleep with me anymore.

Yup, after life educating me over and over with anything and everything not going as planned, and still the world not collapsing in on itself like a black hole sucking me into another dimension, I am much calmer and am able to take things more in stride.

At least most of the time.

Because I am done with churning stomachs and stress and worry turning into a downward funnel that sucks my joy into nothingness.

Well, at least most days.

And if I catch myself soon enough, the rhino is only a squirrel.

Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.

 

In the big scheme of things (and life), it probably doesn’t matter that much.

 

That’s what I have learned over the years.

After many mishaps and things going zig and zag, instead of linear as I planned in my Day-Timer and brain. I have realized that most things don’t carry as much weight as I initially think they may.

What things? You may be asking?

Not getting dinner made.

Forgetting someone’s name and calling them something totally unrelated.

Little boys peeing in the front yard. 

Babies shooting things from both ends onto my clothes.

Showing up a day late for a birthday party.

Tossing the unopened Amazon box out and the garbage team collecting it before I remember.

Forgetting to bring food to the potluck.

My son’s bird pooping on a guest.

My child having a meltdown during church.

Being late. Being early. Not even showing up.

Not getting the bible study lesson read before the meeting.

Burning dinner minutes before company arrives.

Forgetting to call my friend at 2:00.

Yup. Things like this happen to most people. (Even if they don’t admit it.)

This is all just part of life. (Or at least my life.)

Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.

 

The benefits of perspective.

 

Finally learning that life rarely goes as planned, but instead takes detours and crosses mountain passes without warning, has its benefits.

I am calmer.

I can laugh at myself and life more.

I can save my energy for more important things, like that afternoon nap.

I can just breathe and let it go.

And I try not to base my worth on what I do or don’t do.

I have also leaned grace and compassion for myself and others. (Because I see their life not going as planned sometimes!)

Yup, if your kid has a meltdown in swim class, I am more sympathetic and don’t judge. I think, hey, I can relate. And will probably toss you a smile and words of encouragement. Because I have been there.

That’s the great thing about the Life of Experience. It slowly chips away and changes your perspective.

You begin to take yourself and the detours of life a little less seriously.

And that’s a beautiful thing.

Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.

Thanks for stopping by. Keep remembering what’s important.

Theresa

 


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Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.

Learning from life experiences changes everything. Suddenly those things you thought mattered so much, don't really. Because now you have perspective.

Truth for When You Feel Far from Beautiful

Hey beautiful! Yes You!

Quit swiveling your head like a steering wheel. Looking to see if I am talking to someone else.

Because I am talking to you.

And you are beautiful. So beautiful and loved.

I know there are days you feel unloved. Days you feel about as beautiful and put together as a smashed crayon with the paper ripped off. Days you ask what am I doing? Days you doubt your impact on anything more than your ability to ruin things.

But I am here to tell you that you are beautiful. You are loved. Even when it feels like you are not.

Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.

We see people differently.

When I met my husband, he was so gorgeously handsome. I mean my girlfriends could not keep their eyes off him and kept telling me they would be happy to take him off my hands.

And when we got engaged, people were telling me that we would have the best marriage because he was so handsome. (As if his looks were all that were necessary for a great marriage!)

Well years have passed, and time has diminished some of his jaw-dropping looks, but to me, he is looking better than ever.

And no, it is not because he undertook some ab-defining exercise program or got some cuts and tucks here and there. Or started using some eye un-crinkler, line disappearing moisturizer. It’s because I know him so much better. I see his actions. I know his attitude. His heart.

I see how he patiently talks to our teen son and explains things to him. I notice how he looks out for us and plans for our future. I observe how he sweeps our daughter’s floor and plays peek-a-boo with her toddler. I see how he mows the lawn on the hottest days, so our yard looks nice. I notice how he helps his sister and mother, using his vacation days to do chores and tasks for them. I hear him ask me how I slept last night and encourages me to take care of myself. I appreciate how he encourages me to get together with girl friends and go on sister trips. I watch as he cleans the dining hall after the homeless have eaten. I watch how he wipes the inside of the fridge until the shelves sparkle.

This and a million other things.

Things that serve his family and others.

Things that communicate his love to those who matter to him.

I love him more than when I married him and find him more attractive. Not because he romances me on weekends. Surprises me with flowers every month. Or whispers how beautiful I am at odd times during the day. Or gets me diamond jewelry every birthday. (The usual things movies and advertisements say communicate love and devotion.) Because these are not his normal ways of communicating his love. (And if I was looking for only these things, I would miss his unique way he shows his love.)

No, I love him more because he gets up in the middle of the night to retrieve an escaped dog. He spends hours researching his sister’s health problems. He works hard to provide for his family. He communicates his love by doing, serving, and showing concern.

His actions. His attitude, romance me.

Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.

What makes you beautiful?

And the same applies for you.

It’s not make-up and high heels and jewelry that make you beautiful. It’s your heart of service. Your love and devotion you show to your family and others.

It’s getting up to comfort a sick child in the middle of the night. It’s the hours you spend planning the family vacation. The multitude of dishes you wash each and every day. It’s making meal after meal when you no longer even know what to make. It’s getting up early and doing the morning routine so that the house is ready to welcome the rest of the family as they tumble out of covers.

It’s choosing not to buy that new dress so that the kids can have new clothes. It’s wanting the best for your family. Not leaving them just the leftovers of time and materials at your disposal. It’s you defending your tribe to others. It’s your encouragement on their down days. Your cheering them on. Your laughter that circles the house and brightens their day.

It’s thinking of them daily. Thinking about their needs. Helping them achieve their potential.

All these things make your beautiful. And more beautiful as time goes on.

It’s your heart. Your attitude. Your actions of service.

These make you beautiful to others. To your tribe. To those who know you.

Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.

Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.Remember you are beautiful, despite how you feel.

I want you to realize this.

Even when you don’t feel beautiful.

And when one of your tribe members says, “You are beautiful.”

I want you to quit thinking deafening thoughts aloud in your gray matter that you are not beautiful. Quit listing reasons you are not beautiful. Or the reasons you will never be beautiful. Or why you don’t deserve to be called beautiful.

Even if you are standing in the kitchen in your torn nighty with un-brushed teeth and night sweat skin and feet that need some serious lotion to stop the flaking.

Quit the talk that negates their proclamation of you.

Because to them, you are beautiful.

Even standing in your nighty.

Because they are looking through eyes different than yours.

Because they are seeing straight into your heart and soul. They are seeing the real you who fiercely loves them back. The you who serves them day and night and even worries about them in your dreams.

They are seeing the true you.

The beautiful you.

Sure, high heels and makeup may shine up the outside a bit and make you feel a little more beautiful. But your tribe doesn’t need those reminders to see your true beauty.

Just hug them back and say, “Thank you.”

Accept their free-word-gift of encouragement without criticism.

And keep being your beautiful self.

Because maybe the real question isn’t if you are beautiful, but what makes you beautiful.

Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.

Thanks for stopping by. Keep remembering what’s important.

Theresa

 


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Encouragement for those days when you don't feel beautiful. Because even if you think you are not, you still are. Here's why.

Why I Am Starting This Year Without New Goals

Sometimes we get so excited to execute new goals that we set ourselves up for failure.

When I was a teen, our pastor announced that he was going to focus on the fruits of the Spirit. Each week he would discuss a different fruit.

Well, I was humble enough to know there was some room for improvement in my life, even if I thought I was well on my way to being practically perfect.

So, I devised a plan for myself. Or a goal.

Each week I would focus on learning and practicing the fruit discussed that week. Within nine weeks, I would have mastered those 9 different fruits and would be able to then focus on improving myself in other ways. (Like learning to speak German well enough to raise bilingual children!)

Instead of working on new goals, we sometimes need to keep working on our old goals.

Executing my plan and setting the goal.

 

Well things started out pretty good, with the first fruit being love.

My heart was already pretty much full of love. At my tender age I didn’t have any enemies I hated. And while my siblings would get on my nerves, I still loved them.

The first week coasted by and I thought things were going just fine. I seemed to have this love fruit down. Maybe a tweak here or there, but basically one fruit mastered.

The second week was joy. Yes, the pastor talked about joy in trials, which I was experiencing none of at the moment, but I was pretty certain that I would be joyful during a hard trial. Afterall, I was a cup-half-full kind of girl. A spot-the-positive, and keep-moving type.

Yup, I had joy and love down. This developing new fruit goal was cruising along like a freshly released frisbee.

Week three arrived. Peace. I inwardly laughed. Were these fruits all going to be so easy?

I looked inward and examined my heart. I was at peace with the world. At peace with my peers, family, teachers, and authority. Peace reigned in my heart. I slept well and wasn’t really to worried about much.

Well except that I was anxious that Jesus might return before I had a chance to grow up and really get to live life. I was hoping he would delay his coming until I had at least gotten married. Or got to live life more than currently had.

Three fruits accomplished. Six more to go.

Instead of working on new goals, we sometimes need to keep working on our old goals.

Hitting a goal snag.

 

Week four was about longsuffering. Or as the pastor said, extreme patience.

Well my teen ears perked up. I was after all, a patient person. Living in a family with six siblings and only two bathrooms, one had to be.

Then he droned on about how longsuffering meant having already, or showing, patience during troubles, but especially towards troubles caused by other people.

Well that caused me to suck my breath inward. Maybe I had finally hit upon a fruit that would challenge me and take a bit of work.

Well I was one who enjoyed a challenge. I was pretty sure I had this.

But it turned out I was wrong.

That week clearly showed I was not oozing over with long-suffering. Patience was not a virtue I had mastered. And as the individual week days were crossed off, it became apparent, even to my over rated self-concept, that patience would not be checked off, or accomplished, within my seven-day window for self-improvement.

By now, you are probably laughing at me. And right you should be.

Because by the end of those nine weeks, I had not mastered patience. (Or as I realized years later, any of those other nine fruits.)

Maybe because I had too much schoolwork. To many siblings. Or I was confronted with too many situations that required patience (I was thinking one situation a day would provide better mastery).

But most likely, because we can’t develop patience in a week. (Although before children, I did think I was a rather patient person. Parenthood, though, helped me realize the truth.)

Here it is years later, and I am still struggling with being patient. In fact, I will be struggling with learning and displaying the fruits of the Spirit until I am called home.

Partly because they don’t come naturally. They are instead a struggle. A doing what I don’t want to do, but know I should do.

It seems so many things in life are like this.

A struggle. An unnatural fight against myself.

Instead of working on new goals, we sometimes need to keep working on our old goals.Instead of working on new goals, we sometimes need to keep working on our old goals.

When does your year and goal setting start?

 

With the start of a new year, I keep reading about setting goals. Keep hearing about the goals others are setting. And have been asked about my goals for this new year.

I don’t know about you, but January does not seem like a new year for me, but a continuation of the last year. My year instead, seems to follow the academic calendar. For me, the beginning of a new school year feels like a new year.

That’s when I am setting goals and trying new things. Committing to do things differently.

Probably because I am a mother and my life revolves around the school year. Maybe because I am a teacher.

While others are setting goals and endeavoring to accomplish and do things differently, this January I am not setting any big goals. I am just continuing to carry on and complete the goals I set last August and September.

Here’s what I have been asking myself:

*. what has been working in my life?

*. And in what areas can I keep improving?

These are the questions that are keeping me on course.

Around last fall, I started yoga, and find it very relaxing and beneficial. So, I want to continue it. Maybe even add another class time.

I also started deciding a loose meal plan for the week. I pull out 5-8 different dinner recipes, and then each morning I choose which to make for that day. I like the flexibility of being able to select which meal works best for that day and the amount of time I have.

Walking more. I have always been a walker, but often with others. This fall I started walking more by myself, and find I like the time to think and contemplate. Sometimes I listen to a podcast. But I am finding I enjoy it and want to keep improving in this area. Especially now that it is winter, and I am walking less outside.

I was doing such a good job of taking breaks and getting outside several times a day. Even just a few minutes can be such a head clearer and mood changer. With winter, though, I need to improve in this area.

Staying off my phone on weekends and later evenings has been working and I want to continue this habit.

Remembering to greet God hello first thing in the morning and pray for a few friends before I get out of bed is something, I also want to continue.

Instead of working on new goals, we sometimes need to keep working on our old goals.

How not to fail at your goals.

 

There is a joy and excitement in setting new goals. And there is a joy and excitement in seeing that you are making progress. That some things are working in your life. That you can modifying and stop goals that are not serving their purpose.

I don’t know which place you are in. Making new goals, or working on old goals, but I do know that lots of small steps will eventually accomplish big things and over time develop large changes.

Reading one chapter a day, may not seem like much, but it will get you through about 30 books in a year.

Often our goals, or life changes, take more than a week or nine. Or even six months. Things like being a good mother. Eating healthy. Getting in shape. Living debt free. Losing weight. Starting a business. Worrying less.

These are more life time goals, or a period of life goals. Not easily accomplished in a small amount of time.

There is a big difference between a to-do list item and a goal. One can be accomplished in the short-term. Things like cleaning a closet. Finishing a book. Attending today’s yoga class. Eating a healthy dinner. Goals, though, take many days of effort and consciously making the right choice time and time again. Like being physically fit. Organizing and cleaning the whole house. Reading 20 books in a year.

Tasks can be done and crossed off short-term. Goals require making a conscious choice to complete steps towards the goal day after and day.

And here is another sticky trap about goals. We can’t get healthy after a week of eating kale and chia seed smoothies. It takes making good food choices for the long-term. It requires a change to the way we think about our food and choose our food. It requires forming new habits.

And that is hard. And it is one reason we get discouraged and give up on our goals.

So many goals require doing them long-term, or maybe life term. We won’t just wake up suddenly having reached our patient-threshold after years of trying to be patient and can now quit thinking about being patient ever again.

We won’t wake up with an organized and clutter free house and never have to devote any more energy again on that task. No, we will be tossing things we don’t need or want for the rest of our life if we want it to stay organized and clutter free.

So, keep plodding away. Slow and steady wins.

And once in a while, look back and see how far you have come. (But always, give yourself grace. No shame allowed.)

You do that, and I’ll keep working on conquering the fruit of patience.

Achieving a goal requires the conscious choice to complete steps toward that goal day after day.

Thanks for stopping by. Keep remembering what’s important.

Theresa

 


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Instead of working on new goals, we sometimes need to keep working on our old goals.

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Instead of working on new goals, we sometimes need to keep working on our old goals.

 

Instead of working on new goals, we sometimes need to keep working on our old goals.