Thursday, July 30, 2015

Superheroes.

I remember sometime during seventh grade, I was introduced by a good friend to the Percy Jackson book series. The moment I flipped open that metallic silver cover, I was hooked. (For those of you who have not indulged in any of Rick Riordan’s writings, I highly recommend all of it.) From then on, I read everything science fiction and fantasy related that I could get my hands on. Devouring everything from medieval fantasy to space adventure novels gave my highly overactive imagination something to play with.
In middle school, I became fascinated with the idea of being a hero. In almost all of the books I read, the protagonist started out as an average kid (sometimes even a below-average kid) and, through a series of impractical and wonderful events, they would discover their true identity- that they were secretly related to ancient Greek deities, for example. And naturally, these young, unlikely heroes wouldn’t be anything without an awesome tool, ability, or power. Some boasted magical skills, or maybe an enchanted sword or flying horse made the list.
All of these heroes shared certain character traits that always stood out to me. At the beginning of the story, they were unsure of themselves. They were thrown into a violently unfamiliar situation (and sometimes an unfamiliar world), but soon enough, often through the wise counsel of others, as well as simple practical experience, they truly came into themselves. They grew in confidence, and their skills were honed and enhanced until these seemingly weak, average kids became a true force to be reckoned with.
I know I wasn’t alone in my love for these guys. Everything from Disney movies to fantasy novels have captured the attention of kids around the globe for a very long time. Unfortunately, despite my fondest desires, heroes (in the magical, fantastic sense of the word) simply don’t exist. I think, however, that kids today could benefit from a few more real-life stories. We don’t need a superpower to be used by the One who made us.
You are strong.
You are talented.
You are enough.
These are the things that kids need to hear. Because when we’re trained to look for fulfillment in worldly things, even as innocent as they may seem, these habits often aren’t broken as we grow older. It becomes easier and easier to raise a generation of unfulfilled, under-confident young people who expect their sports victories, good grades, and relationships to be enough to sustain them.
And you know what? Something on that list is always going to fall short. I’ll give you a hint- it’s you. With as much emphasis as we often put on our successes, more often than not, they won’t fulfill our wildest dreams. Life isn’t perfect, but we love and serve a God who is.
So yeah, maybe I still want to be a superhero. Even though I don’t have a flying horse to ride into battle or a magic sword made for slicing up monsters, I’ve got one thing in common with my favorite heroes. I know who I am. I’m confident in the abilities that I was given, and I’m learning to use my gifts for the advancement of the greater glory of my King.
So bring it on, life. I may not look like a whole lot, but if my cause is the cause of the Lord, I can’t fail. One of my favorite Bible heroines, Esther, heard it this way:

“…Perhaps you were born for such a time as this.”
            -Esther 4:14

The way I read it, that means today. Right now. Not tomorrow, not when I get off Facebook, not after I graduate high school. You’re looking for your purpose? Well, here it is. Serve your God, and you won’t be disappointed with where He leads you.
Until next time,

            Brooklyn

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Patience, My Darling.

Dear Reader:
            I am not a naturally patient person.
            Nearly everyone you talk to will tell you that. Honestly, who wants to wait for something they really want? It’s not fun. Ever since we were little kids, we’ve been a part of an “I WANT IT NOW” society. If you think about it, it’s what we’re raised to believe. Surely, if we have the latest model of phone or car, the nicest house, the most friends, then happiness and fulfillment will be ours, and it will happen instantaneously.
            Except… that anybody who has lived for more than twenty-four hours will agree with me that, unfortunately, it’s not that easy. Life is hard, confusing, and stressful. Sometimes, we set our gaze on a certain dream and the rug gets yanked out from under our feet. We don’t like to step back and trust God’s timing, do we? But ultimately, his perfect plan will be fulfilled for our lives. We can either go kicking and screaming, or we can take a deep breath, shake off our feelings of self-doubt and frustration, and take our Lord’s hand, to let him lead us.
            Like I said, I’m not patient, though. Sometimes it hurts to watch our closest friends grow up, to mature and be given things for which we are still waiting. We feel slighted, put out, and left behind. It’s frustrating, and it threatens to make us bitter and jealous. But for every opportunity that passes by us, God has something so much more beautiful in mind.
            Have you ever watched a preschool class wait in line? There is no concept of “taking turns”. The kiddos can’t seem to understand that everyone will get their chance, and it will go much more smoothly if they can just have a little patience. They all whine and push and shove, and the whole situation becomes chaos.
            But you know what? Sometimes it simply isn’t our turn. We lose the championship. We miss catching the bouquet at a friend’s wedding. A flight is cancelled. A letter never comes. We’re stuck on the near side of an experience we’ve dreamed about, with no way in our own power to make it happen.
            My best friend beautifully portrayed the concept:

“Someone close to your heart crosses a bridge
It's not time for you to follow.
Do you ask them to come back and visit,
Or do you let them go?
Do they want you to help them along,
Or do they need to break free and start down a new path alone?
How do you know?
Is it time to say goodbye,
At least partially? 
Or is it time for hello,
We've got so much more ahead?
You want what's best for them,
You want to help them with life on the other side of the bridge.
Is that by letting go,
Or is it by promising you'll reach across and hold on?
How do you know?
Someone you hold close crosses a bridge.
It's not your turn to go.
Does it hurt because part of your heart goes with them? 
Or because you know,
That part has to stay behind?”

            So we’re still on this side of the bridge. Maybe it’s in a relationship that you wish could be so much more. Or possibly you’re just not quite old enough to fulfill a dream. Here, on this side, we have two options. Either we can sit on the side and pout because we are where we are, or we can shake off the impatience and make the best of right now. God knows what he’s doing. And when it’s your turn, the way across the bridge will be clear. It might not be easy, but it will be open.
            So until then, have patience, my darling.
           
Until next time,

                        Brooklyn