Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Growing feels so slow

I'm finding myself at the foot of a mountain, seeing parts of me that need to grow. I don't like feeling unfinished and unpredictable. My self-protective nature wants to high-tail out of this place and find an easy path. Thanks to grace, I haven't done that. But I do feel inclined to stretch out in this mountain's shadow and wait until it doesn't seem so impossible to climb it. I think I may have run some circles around in the past. Sometimes I've jogged in place, scouted out shortcuts. I never did like climbing mountains on all those junior and senior high retreats I went on. But I think it's time to take a look at this. It's a daunting prospect, feeling myself out, carefully trying to find the right voices, having faith that being on the journey is just as important as any kind of "arrival."

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Everyone that I know that feels they have arrived in life seem to be quite board with life. I think I am going to stay as excited about the journey for as long as I can becuase I would take a nice pair of hiking boots over house shoes any day. My Grand Father once told me that I should never rest to long or spend to much time waiting for what might not come. Or in my words, don't buy slippers.

I always enjoy your posts. You are growing to be one of my fav blogs by far. Check my blog tomorrow for a video that you are sure to enjoy.

Lee said...

Some mountains are hard to climb, but I love being at the top of a mountain and seeing where I've come from. I like how you said that the journey is just as important as any kind of "arrival"... If there were no journey, then there would be nothing to look back at upon arrival.

Carla, you're very good at putting into words, some things which seem, to me, hard to put into words. You say a lot with few words... I like that.