Recently

Graduating from college is fun. You get to decide things like where you will live and where you will work and how you will pay your bills.

I’m currently applying for a variety of jobs in San Francisco, Los Angeles, and New York. Although each location has its own appeal, L.A. is leading the pack right now with a few exciting potential opportunities.

I suppose that when it comes to job hunting, you can only do what you can do. You try to be as proactive as you can, but ultimately you patiently (or impatiently, if you are me) wait for someone to decide that you have abilities to offer them that they want or need.  

I know it will all work out in the end. I just hope that I end up doing something I’m passionate about because I think “love what you do” is one of the wisest pieces of advice any of us could follow. 

 

The Idea of You

I think we have this skewed belief that we must reinvent ourselves in order to be happy. We resist embracing who we actually are and instead focus on being someone else…someone with different dreams, different ideas of joy, different values.

The problem is that we get our idea of “someone else” by taking bits and pieces from people around us and weaving them into a whole person. That whole person is really just a fantasy.

If we stopped to think about it, we are whole people already. We are whole and unique people with ugly secrets and beautiful dreams.

Maybe we should stop running from the reality of who we are.

Fire and Rain

I love the rain.

When I was young, I used to say that raindrops on a windshield were like glittering jewels falling from the sky.

I don’t necessarily enjoy being outside in the rain, however. I’d rather be listening to its melody while sitting curled up in a chair by a fireplace.

Tonight was an exception. I decided that I needed to decompress after a long and stressful day, so I took off into the light downfall, my Nikes firm on the slick ground.

There is something magical about a night run in the rain. I felt as though I had the whole world – or at the very least, the neighborhood – to myself. As the demands of the day were lifted, I felt free and alive.

I think sometimes we need moments like running in the rain to feel again. We often numb ourselves with distractions to make up for pain and anger, but then we also miss out on happiness and joy.

I finished my run soaking wet, but refreshed. It was nice to feel at peace again.

A Beautiful Collision

The heart breaking makes a sound
I never knew could be
So beautiful and loud
Fury filled and we collide

So courageous until now
Fumbling and scared
So afraid You’ll find me out
Alone here with my doubt

Here it comes, a beautiful collision
Is happening now
There seems no end to where You begin and there I am now
You and I collide

David Crowder continues to speak to my heart. For the first time in months, I’m seeking God again. My faith is not immense; I’d categorize it as the size of a grain of sand. But that grain is enough motivation for me to continue pressing forward toward a beautiful collision with God.