My daughter wakes up crying every morning. She’s screaming, “UP!” because she wants to get out of her crib and start interacting with the world. Her parents on the other hand want her to sleep just a little longer. Because she’s new to the world and everything is fresh she is excited to be here. We know that once we get up we have to start thinking about our responsibilities. We start thinking about bills, how we would rather be living out West right now, and how we need to find an apartment in the next 3 weeks. It sucks!
However this morning I decided to throw out the BS flag on myself. I thought about how I used to jump out of bed ready to go and decided that I am going to work hard to be more like my daughter rather than the other way around. I can’t put my finger on the moment when I changed into the “just a few more minutes in bed” type of person, but today that guy is gone.
When I was lying in bed I thought to myself, “If I could get myself up, I’d blog about how I don’t want to get out of bed.” As you can see, I did it. The thing is, it doesn’t matter if anyone reads this. At this stage it is just important for me to get myself out there. I feel like I’ve been in hiding since I moved to Massachusetts. I used to be full of energy, hitting up open mics and starting conversations with strangers. I was willing to go anywhere and try anything once.
I’m grateful that recent events in my life have disturbed my routine enough to get me scratching my head and questioning my choices. I want to be more like Calista again and I will be. If anyone wants to join me on this journey they are more than welcome. I am certain that this is what Jesus meant by being born again. I am resurrected from this moment. I’m rising up!