Six years ago, I interviewed at Mack Middle School on a very hot, sunny day in Las Vegas. I actually got lost on the way to my interview, felt way overdressed, and brought my expansive teacher education notebook that Lee University PROMISED every person that interviewed me would want to look at. I think I was secretly mocked about this binder, as I should have been. What I learned in my basic 2 years of educational education was not ever going to be enough to actually help me survive my first year of teaching. In hindsight, I seemed a mess, although Mary, a US History teacher I worked with, always reminded me that if I wasn't crying every day on the way home, that I was golden. Thanks Mary :) There were some tears but not that many. I was too overwhelmed by gaining street cred, learning what a tagger was, and trying to spot gang signs to really do that much else. If those kids learned anything that year, it is considered a miracle and it was nice of Joe, my principal, to let me come back the following year. Steven was one of my students/projects that year and so was Kevin. Later on, I had both student's siblings and really enjoyed working with their families over that period of time. I'm sure that you've heard me talk about both or either of those boys before. Their stories literally changed my perception of teaching and made me realize why God had actually called me to Mack.
Over the last several months, many changes have occurred for me both personally and professionally. It has been overwhelmingly overwhelming and I have been pushed and pulled in so many directions. I have not wanted to wake up in the morning to go to school. I have not wanted to pursue my addiction of being a workaholic. I have dreaded talking to some of my kids in the hall. It just hasn't been true Ms. Gillespie fashion and I've really struggled with the insecurities that all of these situations has brought on. I've been heartbroken, devastated, and just plain out nervous the majority of the time. I was laughing in the hall a month ago at something another teacher said and one student informed he'd never heard me laugh before (I don't know that I believe him actually, even still). I was acting crazy at the 8th grade dance a few weeks ago and one student told me he'd never seen me be that fun or happy before. That's who I've been for the last 9 months and especially, the last 2. Not me at all. It's sad that's their perception of who I am because it's not and I don't want another class to ever think that of me. I have felt more than once over the last few months that I should begin to pack my things but I just said no to those urges and left my room a hot mess. And when, it was literally the last second, Jesus, who knows me best, gave me a new job.
A couple of weeks ago, I was given an incredible opportunity to begin teaching at a small high school in Las Vegas for next school year. It was a God-send opportunity and I said yes. I am over the top excited to start over and scared to death at the same time. I will be working for a previous administrator in a school for newcomers to the country. I will be teaching US History and Government and will be on a major learning curve for the next school year! (I only taught both of these in my student teaching, umm 6 years ago for no longer than 8 weeks!) I'm excited about working for a principal who lets me dream again and try new things without me walking away feeling like a crazy person. I'm excited about small classroom sizes and getting to know new kids, working with a new staff, and trying something different. I will get to do a few of the same things (my favorites) that I've done previously but will get to start over in many other areas.
At the beginning of May, I asked God to give me a new job. I was desperately serious. I had a few people who told me that God wanted me to look, a couple of people who gave me weird looks, and thankfully, some who believed that God would open the door He wanted to and He did that. I trust Him. More than ever, I trust Him. I am sad to leave my first teaching home and a place that will always hold big pieces of my heart but really excited for what God has for me. I am praying for new beginnings for so many sweet friends of mine and that God will continue to use me in a powerful way, just as He has at Mack for six sweet years. Thank you for those of you who have prayed and loved on me during this time, as well as those who God has used to provide an encouraging word... they have meant the world to me and I could not be more grateful. I still believe the classroom is one of the biggest mission fields on the planet and I'm ready for a new place to love.
Filled with gratitude that He always overcomes my unbelief- Melis
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Sunday, May 12, 2013
Why Beyonce had it wrong-- it's Moms, not girls.
Beyonce sings a song that says, "Who runs the world? Girls." It says it over and over with a few expletives along the way. What did she know then? She didn't have a little girl. I wonder if any of that changed once she became mom to a little girl they are hiding from the spotlight (thank God she has some sense). I wonder if she realized that as a mom she makes decisions that directly impact her child.
I have been graced with a wonderful biological Mom who has made a significant impact on my life. When people tell me I look and act like her, I take that as a HUGE compliment. She is a wonderful woman who is selfless, genuine, gives people second chances, is patient and just loves people. She taught me (as well as my Daddy) the value of hard work ethic, sticking to commitments, and using your actions to back up your words. She realized the life she lives impacts my life, my sister's life, my Daddy's life, and all of those around us.
Because God has moved me away to college and across the United States, I have been blessed beyond belief to come under some women who I would also consider spiritual Moms and mentors who have taught me how to love Jesus more and have given me tough advice when I needed it and have been honest. Usually I talk to Mom first, but they follow her advice as if they've also spoken to each other in this weird way to say the same things. They know what's best for their kids.
It's moms like Carol Fulbright, who let me and Diana live with her family for a year, who taught me quiet times are better with Reese's and Diet Cokes, and it's important to look for Jesus in really tough times and see what He's doing. She followed my Mom in showing me a healthy marriage where it's fun to laugh and spent time together. Carol taught me the value of pouring into younger generations and seek areas God has called me to, being sensitive that they are often seasons. Edith Peters showed me how to raise Godly girls and Jamie Ogle showed me a servant's invested heart into her kids and the next generation. It was Lisa Clapp, our office Mom who always giggled with us and cried with us when we needed it, but also taught me the importance of loving where you work and loving people there. She was ever patient with us but always checking on us and making sure we were taken care of.
When I moved to Vegas, God shifted my moms a few times but ended up giving me Teri Dodd, one of the most honest women I've ever met in my life but one who willingly tells Godly truth and will take my side when I need it. She's always looking out for my best. She gave me Kristi, a mentor, who understands the field of education and where I'm going and has allowed me to share my passion with her. She dreams up new ideas for me and doesn't demand I go there, but asks kindly where I will join God's invitation.
I'm grateful that it's not girls who run the world, I'm glad it's Moms. Girls are obsessive and crazy (like me) and not well enough to do so but Mom's have special powers that allow them to do extraordinary things. I am sometimes called Mom at school by kids who see me like I see some of these women. I realize I'm not their real Mom and always make sure to point that out but I'm grateful that they feel like they have someone they can trust.
I can only hope that one day if I have kids or adopt kids or whatever, that I can be like these Godly, fantastic women. I hope that I can love despite hurt and forgive easily and function with patience. Love them all and hope they have had a fantastic Mother's Day! -Melis
I have been graced with a wonderful biological Mom who has made a significant impact on my life. When people tell me I look and act like her, I take that as a HUGE compliment. She is a wonderful woman who is selfless, genuine, gives people second chances, is patient and just loves people. She taught me (as well as my Daddy) the value of hard work ethic, sticking to commitments, and using your actions to back up your words. She realized the life she lives impacts my life, my sister's life, my Daddy's life, and all of those around us.
Because God has moved me away to college and across the United States, I have been blessed beyond belief to come under some women who I would also consider spiritual Moms and mentors who have taught me how to love Jesus more and have given me tough advice when I needed it and have been honest. Usually I talk to Mom first, but they follow her advice as if they've also spoken to each other in this weird way to say the same things. They know what's best for their kids.
It's moms like Carol Fulbright, who let me and Diana live with her family for a year, who taught me quiet times are better with Reese's and Diet Cokes, and it's important to look for Jesus in really tough times and see what He's doing. She followed my Mom in showing me a healthy marriage where it's fun to laugh and spent time together. Carol taught me the value of pouring into younger generations and seek areas God has called me to, being sensitive that they are often seasons. Edith Peters showed me how to raise Godly girls and Jamie Ogle showed me a servant's invested heart into her kids and the next generation. It was Lisa Clapp, our office Mom who always giggled with us and cried with us when we needed it, but also taught me the importance of loving where you work and loving people there. She was ever patient with us but always checking on us and making sure we were taken care of.
When I moved to Vegas, God shifted my moms a few times but ended up giving me Teri Dodd, one of the most honest women I've ever met in my life but one who willingly tells Godly truth and will take my side when I need it. She's always looking out for my best. She gave me Kristi, a mentor, who understands the field of education and where I'm going and has allowed me to share my passion with her. She dreams up new ideas for me and doesn't demand I go there, but asks kindly where I will join God's invitation.
I'm grateful that it's not girls who run the world, I'm glad it's Moms. Girls are obsessive and crazy (like me) and not well enough to do so but Mom's have special powers that allow them to do extraordinary things. I am sometimes called Mom at school by kids who see me like I see some of these women. I realize I'm not their real Mom and always make sure to point that out but I'm grateful that they feel like they have someone they can trust.
I can only hope that one day if I have kids or adopt kids or whatever, that I can be like these Godly, fantastic women. I hope that I can love despite hurt and forgive easily and function with patience. Love them all and hope they have had a fantastic Mother's Day! -Melis
Friday, May 10, 2013
God-Anxious
I feel super God-anxious. Like what's next, why not now, what am I waiting for, is the waiting over yet? It's like my kids will be tomorrow when we travel 5 hours by bus to California-- "Are we there yet? Where are we going first? When do we eat? I have to use the bathroom!"
After all that's gone down over the last few weeks and the changes that have come quickly and gone, after doors have opened and closed and opened and closed again, I am left to wonder, what in the world am I doing? Maybe I'm not even making the right decisions? I'm hiring anyone who will make good decisions for me! (Sort of kidding... but not)
I'm unsettled and I'm not sure if it's multiple reasons or just one. I'm not sure if it's my personal life, my job, people I'm around, I just am not sure. I do know one thing though-- that I trust God. A few weekends back, I had the sweet honor of MCing the Refresher Conference in Las Vegas. As I was praying for the weekend and especially the Friday of, I kept being reminded of this quote:
"Rarely, but probably once in each of our lives, He will back us into a corner where He will hurt us with His piercing questions. Then we will realize that we do love Him far more deeply than our words can ever say." (Oswald Chambers)
I told the ladies there that I felt like a lot of them were in that place. I know they were. Sometimes Satan uses the corners to tell us how worthless and despicable we are and Jesus uses the corners to remind us how much we love and trust Him. I had no idea that as I spoke those very words, I, myself, would be backed into a corner in the following week. That week has seemed to turn into an onslaught of weeks instead. It has been rough. I have gone to school several days (more than ever) not wanting to be there, not wanting to care and not wanting to please anyone. That is not like me AT ALL. I have a crazy genetic work ethic, an overwhelming perfectionistic nature and the ability to lie, I'm a great faker :) (Unfortunately, everything I've said here is true.) Even yesterday, I was having a conversation about God calling me to say yes in my life and that sometimes the yes closes and leads to another yes and so on. That yes turned into a closed door today and I had to stand back with tears in my eyes, and say, "God, I do trust you, more than anything, I trust you."
Even in the car while driving back and forth tonight, He just reminded me of how much He loves me and how much He wants a relationship with me. He is using these yes and no moments to beg me to talk to Him and spend time with Him. I am overwhelmed with not knowing but I must trust Him. I do trust Him. Please pray with me over the next few weeks for peace where there is anxious but more than that, my anxious would be used to make peace with those around me and those in my path. I have been able to share about what Jesus is doing in my life numerous, surprising times and I have been grateful for the response. Thank you for your prayers- I truly, honestly covet them as Jesus continues to see my corners as places of hope and peace. Love, Melis
After all that's gone down over the last few weeks and the changes that have come quickly and gone, after doors have opened and closed and opened and closed again, I am left to wonder, what in the world am I doing? Maybe I'm not even making the right decisions? I'm hiring anyone who will make good decisions for me! (Sort of kidding... but not)
I'm unsettled and I'm not sure if it's multiple reasons or just one. I'm not sure if it's my personal life, my job, people I'm around, I just am not sure. I do know one thing though-- that I trust God. A few weekends back, I had the sweet honor of MCing the Refresher Conference in Las Vegas. As I was praying for the weekend and especially the Friday of, I kept being reminded of this quote:
"Rarely, but probably once in each of our lives, He will back us into a corner where He will hurt us with His piercing questions. Then we will realize that we do love Him far more deeply than our words can ever say." (Oswald Chambers)
I told the ladies there that I felt like a lot of them were in that place. I know they were. Sometimes Satan uses the corners to tell us how worthless and despicable we are and Jesus uses the corners to remind us how much we love and trust Him. I had no idea that as I spoke those very words, I, myself, would be backed into a corner in the following week. That week has seemed to turn into an onslaught of weeks instead. It has been rough. I have gone to school several days (more than ever) not wanting to be there, not wanting to care and not wanting to please anyone. That is not like me AT ALL. I have a crazy genetic work ethic, an overwhelming perfectionistic nature and the ability to lie, I'm a great faker :) (Unfortunately, everything I've said here is true.) Even yesterday, I was having a conversation about God calling me to say yes in my life and that sometimes the yes closes and leads to another yes and so on. That yes turned into a closed door today and I had to stand back with tears in my eyes, and say, "God, I do trust you, more than anything, I trust you."
Even in the car while driving back and forth tonight, He just reminded me of how much He loves me and how much He wants a relationship with me. He is using these yes and no moments to beg me to talk to Him and spend time with Him. I am overwhelmed with not knowing but I must trust Him. I do trust Him. Please pray with me over the next few weeks for peace where there is anxious but more than that, my anxious would be used to make peace with those around me and those in my path. I have been able to share about what Jesus is doing in my life numerous, surprising times and I have been grateful for the response. Thank you for your prayers- I truly, honestly covet them as Jesus continues to see my corners as places of hope and peace. Love, Melis
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
My overdramatic list of the top 5 things every driver in Las Vegas should know
The following is a running list of things I've learned from driving in Las Vegas. This is, of course, over dramatic and sarcastic. I apologize in advance to the few of you left who think I'm the nicest person on the planet. Also, this is my out right confession that I'm the queen of road rage. There-- said and done. Here goes...
1. Orange cones are actually an indication that there is a road that ends and you're going to drive off a cliff, the city of Las Vegas has created an obstacle course for us to enjoy, or that absolutely no one is working there.
2. Your music isn't loud enough if the bass doesn't make all the cars at the same traffic light shake; almost as if there's a small scale earthquake.
3. The left lane is for passing must be a southern rule. In las Vegas, the left lane is for people who are angry at those going the speed limit and for those going the speed limit to make other people angry.
4. If there is a traffic, you can assume there is a wreck and all lanes of traffic are news reporters needing to record what is taking place or that someone can't merge (see the following).
5. "Merge" is a Latin word that means wait until the last minute to get in the correct lane and almost run over the other cars driving at a normal speed because you're going 20 under the speed limit.
Hope you enjoyed this list more than I do driving in it :) happy Wednesday! -Melis
1. Orange cones are actually an indication that there is a road that ends and you're going to drive off a cliff, the city of Las Vegas has created an obstacle course for us to enjoy, or that absolutely no one is working there.
2. Your music isn't loud enough if the bass doesn't make all the cars at the same traffic light shake; almost as if there's a small scale earthquake.
3. The left lane is for passing must be a southern rule. In las Vegas, the left lane is for people who are angry at those going the speed limit and for those going the speed limit to make other people angry.
4. If there is a traffic, you can assume there is a wreck and all lanes of traffic are news reporters needing to record what is taking place or that someone can't merge (see the following).
5. "Merge" is a Latin word that means wait until the last minute to get in the correct lane and almost run over the other cars driving at a normal speed because you're going 20 under the speed limit.
Hope you enjoyed this list more than I do driving in it :) happy Wednesday! -Melis
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Worth.
In "The Attributes of God," Tozer writes, "Not "Look at me. I am wonderful; I am happy, happy, happy." No--the Lamb, the Lamb is worthy."
We live in a world that is obsessed with how happy we are as individuals. The world would tell me if I'm not happy, stop doing what I'm doing, pursue something different, find someone else, etc. Maybe our urgency for happiness has ruined us because it turns out we don't know how to be happy at all. We are miserable in our own skin. We believe we're ugly, worthless, helpless, victimized, and so on. But are we really those things?
The most recent Dove ad proves otherwise. It shows that people see better in us than we see in ourselves and I have to be honest and say that I agree with it in its entirety. People see things in me and call things out in me that I would have NEVER in a million years taken a second look at. NEVER. I sat across the table at Starbucks from Vanessa today having a conversation about this very topic. I had a horrible day. I've literally been in tears at least five times. I'm overly disappointed, my feelings are hurt A LOT and I don't know what to do in this awkward situation I am facing. There was a situation where I was under the impression that one thing was going to happen and now it's not going to and I'm very confused. I feel broken and I wonder why this "thing" that was going to happen is not going to anymore. Is it something I did wrong or something I said? Did I just misunderstand? Was I too naive? I've ran through the conversations that I had about this situation and I literally feel like I'm living in a dream, like this is not real.
I told Vanessa that my struggle so much is that I'm just not good enough. Was I actually not good to be in a different place or doing a different thing? She talked about a girl in her after school program today and how the girl felt like she was annoying because she talked too much and her brother told her she was annoying. So she believes it. What is it in my life that causes me to go back, lose my worth and value, and feel not good enough? Why is that my last resort? Vanessa said that the interesting thing is that she wouldn't look at the situation and say that it has anything to do with whether I'm good enough. She sees it differently.
We never see ourselves the same way others see us, whether that be good or bad. I have often sold myself short while so many of my sweet friends wonder what in the world I'm doing. They've been so encouraging and have reminded me of my true worth. I am valued and loved by the God who runs the universe, as Tozer reminds us. God knows that everything is not going to make me happy and I'm not always going to feel like following Him. Yet, He gently wipes my tears, reminds me how much He loves me, and places incredible people in my life to do the same.
I'm not sure this is a lesson that I'll ever completely learn. I'm sure there will be more tears where the ones from today came from. I'm sure that I'll have days where I don't know why I'm doing what I'm doing and I'm sure at some seasons, it will be more than others. Like now and that's okay. I get to shed some tears, long for the beach, beg God to show me what He's doing and keep going. I do trust Him. I do believe that He's doing what's best for me.
I hope that you see the same thing in your life. He's doing what's best for us. He knows what He's doing and we can trust Him.
-Melis
We live in a world that is obsessed with how happy we are as individuals. The world would tell me if I'm not happy, stop doing what I'm doing, pursue something different, find someone else, etc. Maybe our urgency for happiness has ruined us because it turns out we don't know how to be happy at all. We are miserable in our own skin. We believe we're ugly, worthless, helpless, victimized, and so on. But are we really those things?
The most recent Dove ad proves otherwise. It shows that people see better in us than we see in ourselves and I have to be honest and say that I agree with it in its entirety. People see things in me and call things out in me that I would have NEVER in a million years taken a second look at. NEVER. I sat across the table at Starbucks from Vanessa today having a conversation about this very topic. I had a horrible day. I've literally been in tears at least five times. I'm overly disappointed, my feelings are hurt A LOT and I don't know what to do in this awkward situation I am facing. There was a situation where I was under the impression that one thing was going to happen and now it's not going to and I'm very confused. I feel broken and I wonder why this "thing" that was going to happen is not going to anymore. Is it something I did wrong or something I said? Did I just misunderstand? Was I too naive? I've ran through the conversations that I had about this situation and I literally feel like I'm living in a dream, like this is not real.
I told Vanessa that my struggle so much is that I'm just not good enough. Was I actually not good to be in a different place or doing a different thing? She talked about a girl in her after school program today and how the girl felt like she was annoying because she talked too much and her brother told her she was annoying. So she believes it. What is it in my life that causes me to go back, lose my worth and value, and feel not good enough? Why is that my last resort? Vanessa said that the interesting thing is that she wouldn't look at the situation and say that it has anything to do with whether I'm good enough. She sees it differently.
We never see ourselves the same way others see us, whether that be good or bad. I have often sold myself short while so many of my sweet friends wonder what in the world I'm doing. They've been so encouraging and have reminded me of my true worth. I am valued and loved by the God who runs the universe, as Tozer reminds us. God knows that everything is not going to make me happy and I'm not always going to feel like following Him. Yet, He gently wipes my tears, reminds me how much He loves me, and places incredible people in my life to do the same.
I'm not sure this is a lesson that I'll ever completely learn. I'm sure there will be more tears where the ones from today came from. I'm sure that I'll have days where I don't know why I'm doing what I'm doing and I'm sure at some seasons, it will be more than others. Like now and that's okay. I get to shed some tears, long for the beach, beg God to show me what He's doing and keep going. I do trust Him. I do believe that He's doing what's best for me.
I hope that you see the same thing in your life. He's doing what's best for us. He knows what He's doing and we can trust Him.
-Melis
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Trade
Today, Vance spoke about a life from old to new. Tonight, Scott talked about being convinced and assured of the faith we have in Christ.
It was a long day. It has been a long week and it was a long weekend. It just happens. It's life. Not always easy, not always happy. Then I find myself slipping into a place in my life where I want to sleep all the time. I want to just watch TV, go to and from my job and do nothing but the bare minimum. I don't want anyone to think there's anything wrong with me but at the same time, I do want someone to care. I sat in bed tonight and began reading 1 John 4. I'm speaking on this in a month and what's going on in me is exactly what I'm speaking on. I was thinking of how I lack being convinced sometimes and how often I walk in the old. I made a lengthy list of what "I am no longer..." That list became this... My trade.
I'll trade my slavery for Your freedom.
I'll trade my depression for Your Joy and my loneliness for the promise You'll never leave.
I'll trade my singleness for the wait and unworthiness to Your Worth.
I'll trade my high standards for Your perfection and my abandonment for Your constant Presence.
I'll trade my lack of love and unloved moments for Your vast Love for me.
I'll trade my unwanted life to be Your Chosen Treasure.
I'll trade my lack of being good enough for the fact that You are ALWAYS good.
I'll trade my regrets for Your desires.
I'll trade the times I feel stupid to moments of humility.
I'll trade my ugliness for Your beauty and my weakness for Your strength.
I'll trade my inconsistency to hold on to Your Anchor.
I'll trade my old for new, my lack of love to loving You.
May you be encouraged. We must reframe to walk in Him. We are not who we were when He rescued us and my life does not reflect the pit. It reflects the rescue and the redemption of a girl who desperately needed it.
Ben sang tonight: "And on and on and on and it goes, for it overwhelms and satisfies my soul. I never ever have to be afraid, this one thing remains. Your Love never fails, never gives up, never runs out on me."
I am convinced He is good and He has changed me from old to new out of His incredible love. I don't deserve it but I'll trade my mess for His life in me. -Melis
It was a long day. It has been a long week and it was a long weekend. It just happens. It's life. Not always easy, not always happy. Then I find myself slipping into a place in my life where I want to sleep all the time. I want to just watch TV, go to and from my job and do nothing but the bare minimum. I don't want anyone to think there's anything wrong with me but at the same time, I do want someone to care. I sat in bed tonight and began reading 1 John 4. I'm speaking on this in a month and what's going on in me is exactly what I'm speaking on. I was thinking of how I lack being convinced sometimes and how often I walk in the old. I made a lengthy list of what "I am no longer..." That list became this... My trade.
I'll trade my slavery for Your freedom.
I'll trade my depression for Your Joy and my loneliness for the promise You'll never leave.
I'll trade my singleness for the wait and unworthiness to Your Worth.
I'll trade my high standards for Your perfection and my abandonment for Your constant Presence.
I'll trade my lack of love and unloved moments for Your vast Love for me.
I'll trade my unwanted life to be Your Chosen Treasure.
I'll trade my lack of being good enough for the fact that You are ALWAYS good.
I'll trade my regrets for Your desires.
I'll trade the times I feel stupid to moments of humility.
I'll trade my ugliness for Your beauty and my weakness for Your strength.
I'll trade my inconsistency to hold on to Your Anchor.
I'll trade my old for new, my lack of love to loving You.
May you be encouraged. We must reframe to walk in Him. We are not who we were when He rescued us and my life does not reflect the pit. It reflects the rescue and the redemption of a girl who desperately needed it.
Ben sang tonight: "And on and on and on and it goes, for it overwhelms and satisfies my soul. I never ever have to be afraid, this one thing remains. Your Love never fails, never gives up, never runs out on me."
I am convinced He is good and He has changed me from old to new out of His incredible love. I don't deserve it but I'll trade my mess for His life in me. -Melis
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Running Red Lights
Sunday morning, I took the usual route to church. I was going to the earlier service so maybe that's what threw me off. Either way, I completely ran a traffic light that was red and by red, I mean everyone from my direction had stopped and I clearly missed the memo. Gracious Jesus-- there was nothing coming from a different direction and I was completely okay in every way that I could be safe but the fact that I completely missed it made me think.
What exactly was I doing that would make me so distracted? I'm normally doing a million things at once and can handle stopping at a light, but I just didn't. I read in some article a while back where they suggest you drive a different way to work every once in a while so you're fully conscious and fully aware of what you are doing. We usually don't make time to do such things so we rush out and run red lights because as a friend of my family used to say, "You've seen one. You've seen them all."
The question is really not which way do you drive to work or how many red or yellow lights do you run a day, it's really are you aware of what's going on in your life?? We have desensitized to the world an often just ignore things that should plague our hearts and minds. Because we have seen these movies and shows so many times, we act as if it doesn't affect us but it does in way that we do not notice immediately.
I encourage you- take a different route. Be conscious. You could be missing an opportunity that you wouldn't get otherwise because we are so used to our routine! You're not in this alone! I'm with ya! -Melis
What exactly was I doing that would make me so distracted? I'm normally doing a million things at once and can handle stopping at a light, but I just didn't. I read in some article a while back where they suggest you drive a different way to work every once in a while so you're fully conscious and fully aware of what you are doing. We usually don't make time to do such things so we rush out and run red lights because as a friend of my family used to say, "You've seen one. You've seen them all."
The question is really not which way do you drive to work or how many red or yellow lights do you run a day, it's really are you aware of what's going on in your life?? We have desensitized to the world an often just ignore things that should plague our hearts and minds. Because we have seen these movies and shows so many times, we act as if it doesn't affect us but it does in way that we do not notice immediately.
I encourage you- take a different route. Be conscious. You could be missing an opportunity that you wouldn't get otherwise because we are so used to our routine! You're not in this alone! I'm with ya! -Melis
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