Lent 24-25: finals got me like…

I’m writing. Right now. I’ve just been studying, and I’m about to be studying, because I have finals next week and this ain’t the kind of content that I can master without some serious work.

Which leads to a thought I’ll share with you.

When I was young I never worked hard (or at all) in school and college.  I was almost proud of the way I wouldn’t work.

Lent 21: are you getting the support you need?

I’m learning a lot about social support right now and how much it impacts your life.  (Warning: as I prep for finals, I’m guessing a lot of these lent blogs are going to be related to what I’m learning).

It’s made me think a lot about the various support I receive/perceive from friends, church and God, so I thought I’d share.

Psychologists tend to think of social support as offering four different things:

  1. Instrumental support (providing the necessities of life): these are the people who organize the meal train and offer to babysit.

Lent 16-20: discipline win

Well, if you’re paying attention you noticed that I certainly have NOT been posting daily.  In fact, it took me an embarrassing amount of time to figure out which day of Lent this is supposed to be.

There was a time when I would have called this (sort-of-jokingly and sort-of-not) a failure.

But those days are happily a thing of the past.

The goal of writing every day was two fold: (1) doing something me and Jesus both value – and doing it together.  (2) prioritizing something that is important to me (writing).  Prioritizing it today, instead of thinking that a magical time is around the corner when writing will just happen into my schedule.

Lent 13-15: back off (please)

Killing lots of birds with one post here.

I woke up this morning feeling pretty much the same way I went to bed feeling last night: anxious and stressed and a little panicky and a little angry.  Why you may ask?  No real idea, except that I have that feeling I hate: when all the parts and people of life are tugging on your sleeve and asking you to pay attention to them and you just want everyone and everything to take a few giant steps back and give you room to breathe.