I've been using the analogy of a fat kid learning to snowboard a lot recently. It seems to very much describe this phase of my life recently. The first few weeks of this internship I felt as though I had a vague, general idea of what I was supposed to be doing but spent most of the time fighting gravity trying to pull me on my butt. I felt very clumsy, very much out of place and very awkward.
I wouldn't consider myself an expert by any means, but one month down and nine to go, I think I at least have a slightly better idea of what the mountain feels like. Definitely a lot of ice and snow caked on my butt and some soreness and bruising, but praise God, it's better. Honestly, it is a lot like snowboarding--as soon as you stop fighting the gravity and just learn to use it, and even enjoy it, snowboarding is a lot more fun. I feel as though last week I finally shed some weight off my heart and I'm fumbling around a little less--still a lot, just a little less. It's amazing the freedom and gait you discover when you let go of things that are completely counter-productive to your adventure.
So keep praying for me. I'm on the side of a really steep mountain trying to make it to the bottom without the help of snow patrol and hopefully relatively unscathed and maybe even somewhat recognizable. Where God decides this fat kid needs to trail, we'll see.
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