Stepping into the unwritten
Every morning the sun comes up.
Some mornings we can’t see it. The clouds cover the sky from horizon to horizon, and we have to trust that it’s true. We learn the alternative signs that the sun is there: it’s lighter outside, it’s 8:00am, the birds have become noisy.
It’s morning, and every morning, we get to choose.
I know what I want to choose.
I want to live a life full of extraordinary. I want to live a story worth telling.
I hope you do, too.
But the truth is, many will read that and think that they can’t live a life like that.
You know who you are. I can hear you thinking.
You are convinced your past has disqualified you. And that you don’t have any special gifts or talents. And you’re not handsome enough, or pretty enough. And you’re afraid of the risk involved in stepping outside the bounds of ordinary. And you have all these obstacles in your life, and they leave you for no time for anything other than survival.
No…you are quite sure that extraordinary lives are for extraordinary people with extraordinary circumstances, and you’re just ordinary.
I have a news flash for you: ordinary is a choice.
Maybe the problem is that we’ve let the media define “extraordinary” for us. We take our cues from carefully edited stories of carefully photoshopped people. We confuse sound bytes with real conversation. We expect good stories to have a soundtrack available on iTunes.
The reality is that extraordinary people often come in disguise. They are life ninjas to the core, sworn enemies of hopelessness and defeat, but they look like the cashier at the grocery store, the man running the weed whacker by the road, the woman pushing the stroller on the bike path, the kid with the hair on the skateboard. They love. They give. They refuse to be defined by the expectations of those who worship safety and control.
They dare to be who God made them to be, and they will not be deterred.
The world will always have loads of people smarter than I am. And you don’t have to look far to find someone better looking. Or funnier. Or more talented. Or with a thinner body. Or with a fatter bank account. So it would be pretty dumb to base any sort of value on those things, really. I’m always beatable.
So are you.
But it’s no accident that we are here on this ball of dirt right now. We only get a brief moment, a limited number of trips around the sun, and it’s over. We don’t have time to cower in fear of what we might lose if we truly live out loud.
That’s a sure way to miss every glorious opportunity, every sacred assignment gifted to us.
So today, I hope you dare. I hope you dare to fully believe that who you are is enough, and that the world needs you in all your you-ness. I hope you believe that God isn’t waiting for you to do something worthy of His notice, because He’s never once taken His eyes off of you. He’s got some great ideas of things you would love, if you’d just let go and let Him write you into the story however He wants.
And trust me…He writes the best stories.