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Just Breathe

photo (53)Breathe.  It’s one of my very favorite words.  I like how it looks, I like how it sounds, and I like the feeling it evokes. I like it so much that a few years ago I had a necklace made that was simply inscribed “breathe…” Life gets busy and we get frazzled and sometimes we need that reminder to “just breathe.” When a friend told me about Breathe Christian Writers Conference, I knew I had to be a part of it and this past weekend, I was.

Writing is something that grabbed hold of my heart at a very early age.  I started writing stories at age five and I’ve never stopped. If I leave the house without my pen and notebook in my purse, I feel just as lost as if I’d left my cell phone behind. When I attended Breathe I was in similar company. It was the first time in a long time that I’d been around fellow writers, excited and eager to learn more about our craft.  Everyone at the conference had common threads; we love God, we love writing and we all have a story to tell. I became fast friends with a few aspiring authors which made the experience even more priceless.

I was in the presence of greatness, surrounded by brilliant already-published authors and aspiring yet-to-be-published writers.  One would think this could be an intimidating environment when you realize that some attendees are already published or writing professionally, but it was the opposite.  I was encouraged and inspired by others’ successes. There was a clear nurturing atmosphere.  Everyone there wanted to succeed in the writing world, but we also wanted our new friends to succeed as well.

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This was a unique opportunity to pick the brains of the experts. I had a one-on-one with a fabulously talented author who’s working on her 13th book and a second one-on-one with a sought-after agent.  The plenary sessions and breakout sessions alike offered such rich information, as proven by my copious notes. Some of the most valuable points I came home with were that we’re writers.  Being there, having this passion, it already makes us writers, regardless of what phase we’re in in this process. “Call yourself a writer,” we were told.  Say it out loud and often until we believe it. Perhaps the best piece of advice I personally took to heart was from our powerful keynote speaker, Julie Cantrell.  “Write like you’re writing between you and God,” she said. That’s what it really boils down to because God will choose when and with whom to share our message and guide our writing path and He’s composing a dazzling proposal with a tantalizing hook to promote us, all in His perfect timing.

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The Perfection Scam

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We all (myself included) seem to try so hard to achieve perfection…perfect jobs, perfect marriages, perfect credit scores, perfect children with perfect grades.  We see post after post on social media of friends jetting off to exotic vacations and earning job promotions, achieving dramatic weight loss or financial success, and sometimes we wonder what we’re not doing right.  Why aren’t our lives perfect when everyone else’s lives seem so grand? Perfection is a delusion.  Most of us have this vision of what a perfect life looks like and who has it.  We may see this “perfect mom” who gets her kids everywhere on time, always dressed well with shiny smiles. She bakes for every bake sale, heads every committee, takes care of a meticulous home, and does it all while maintaining a slim physique and fabulous hair.  While those attributes and accomplishments are all admirable, no one and no thing is perfect.  What looks perfect never really is.  Everyone has something they struggle with, some sort of battle. Some of us are just better at masking it than others.

Perfection is elusive.  Happiness is not.  We can do our best at everything we attempt (and we should) but trying to live up to the idea of some idyllic life simply isn’t realistic.  It’s not human.  The only true perfection we can ever hope to find is in the only One who is without flaw.  Remember that YOU are capable and worthy of all good things.

“As for God, His way is perfect. The Lord’s word is flawless; He shields all who take refuge in Him.” Psalm 18:30

Encouragement

Directionally Challenged…The GPS

I’m a nervous driver when it comes to traveling in unfamiliar territory, especially if the unfamiliar is near or in a city.  I’m nearly convinced that if the GPS had never been invented I wouldn’t be able to travel far by car on my own.  Even with my trusty GPS, I sometimes usurp its authority.  The truth of it is, I occasionally overrule the clear directions given by my GPS.  When the next path seems odd or doesn’t make perfect sense to me, I will go left instead of the instructed right, or take this exit instead of the next guided one. Invariably, this choice of mine leads me in the wrong direction, most often costing me valuable time and causing unnecessary frustration.  What was my reasoning in this situation, I usually ask myself.  Did I think that my limited view from my car on foreign highways was a better, more accurate view than the mammoth satellite in the sky has that can see where all roads lead?

 

This can, at times, parallel my relationship with God. I seek His guidance.  I ask for His help.  Then I think I know better (or that I know faster if He doesn’t give me immediate clarity in a situation), so I go my own way instead of availing to His direction.  Every once in awhile, I forget that He sees the big picture, not only this minute that I can see, but days, months, years ahead of now. Where I can only see where I’ve come from and where I am now, He can see the amazing places I have yet to go and the fantastic things I’ve yet to do and be.  When I start to think I know best, I have to check myself and remember Who has the best view and the fail-proof directions.

“Acknowledge Him in all your ways and He will make your paths straight.” ~Proverbs 3:6

Be Encouraged!

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The Big Squeeze

It’s October and for me, that change of the calendar makes it officially the fall season.  For those of us who don’t love winter, we can usually fool ourselves into believing all of September is an honorary part of summer even though it tends to get cooler and of course, school starts.  But once October rings in, we can’t deny fall is truly here, at least not where I live.  It’s brisker outside, the air feels different, the sun is less shiny, and the leaves are rapidly changing to beautiful fire and jewel tones.  October is Sweetest Day, Halloween, and many family birthdays.  But October is very significant, marked with pink bows as reminders to get “squished” at your annual mammogram.

Because this early detection test is so important, I decided to document my most recent mammogram in hopes of taking away some of the fear and anxiety that can often surround that dreaded test.  I won’t deny that mammograms are uncomfortable, even a little painful.  But they’re so quick and so worth it.  Remember, early detection is key to saving us from this disease!  Please don’t allow finances deter you from engaging in the yearly “boobie trap.”  Where I live, the medical center performs the test for free and I am certain this must be so in most areas.  If money is a concern, please make some phone calls and start with your local health department, inquiring about free or low-cost testing.

When I arrived at my mammogram appointment, I wasn’t anxious.  I started having yearly mamms in my mid-30’s so this has become old hat for me.  It’s not something I look forward to.  I don’t generally skip happily on my way to the exam room, but because it’s so important, I let health be the focus and not how the test is going to feel.  My maternal grandmother was a breast cancer survivor and like most of you probably do, I know many other courageous women who have fought or are fighting this heinous disease.

Once I signed in, I didn’t have to wait long at all before the mammographer  retrieved me from the relaxing waiting room (it even had a lovely fireplace!)  We went back into a suite complete with changing rooms, private waiting room, and of course, the exam rooms.  Things have improved on the mammography fashion front.  Gone is the snazzy paper gown. Instead, I got this royal purple kimono-type top.  It’s actual fabric!

1354When I finished the change, I got my own locker with key to store my personal items.  This was pretty handy because at previous appointments at other facilities I had to abandon my purse and clothes in a lockless and unattended room while I underwent the test, which made me feel even more vulnerable, so this locker was a happy surprise.

1355 My mammographer who was shy but accommodating when I asked her to join me in an “ussie” (as opposed to a “selfie), was wonderful.  She was refreshing and lighthearted and we had some good conversation throughout the appointment.  I can tell you, having medical personnel with a good sense of humor and kind bedside manner is imperative and makes the situation so much easier.

1357Next came the test itself.  Of course, I’m not showing pictures of that but we did simulate it with the machine for the purpose of this post.  The mammography machine doesn’t look so bad.  It isn’t intimidating.  There’s not really much more than this to see.  It’s some horizontal and vertical plates.  You’re squished a bit for sure, but it’s very momentary.  They do direct you not to breathe while they take the x-ray (like you have that choice!), but those few seconds of discomfort are nothing to fear.

1359I assure you that it’s not a torturous test like many women fear.  If you’ve had a mammogram, you would hopefully agree.  I’m sure every experience is unique but the minimal discomfort is honestly worth it because this is for our health.  This is hope.  Make your appointment if you haven’t had a mammogram this year.  Call your mother.  Call your sister.  Call your best friends.  Encourage them to make (and keep!) appointments.  Make them together.  There’s power and comfort in numbers.  Do this for your family and do this for yourself. Think Pink!