I reclined in my study. There was no wind, there was no sound, and there was no distinct smell. Only the gentle cool of the air conditioner wafted around the room.
I sat, and I breathed.
These moments had become precious to me. Normally, I was a naturally busy person. Work somehow materialized from thin air around me. Yet, this was a different time. I had the ability to simply think. It was joyful.
I jotted musings into my journal slowly like a scribe avoiding miscopying an ancient text.
My body warmed, and peace relaxed my tense shoulders. So good. How had I missed this? I missed this moment. But I also missed what I had gained from thinking in these moments: my clarity. I needed to find it.
The morning sun poured its light on my journal, and my mechanical pencil struck the thick paper. God never fails.
Thoughts of my old pains and loneliness pierced my mind. They hit and pounded against my head.
I sipped my warm tea and kept writing.
Finally. Everything that held me from true freedom is gone. Christ is my all. Of course, I don’t say this as if I have already attained perfection. There’s still much spiritual and practical development ahead. What I do say is that I have no desire but to love God and others as I am equipped to do. I want to serve the outcasts, everyone on the fringes. God brought me from there. I must go back.
Every day, I talked with others. I had wanted to improve my social skills because I knew community was necessary. Yet, I had forgotten that motivation—that clarity.
In some moments, you are consumed with life. There’s no time to stop. Those moments had driven me. I was unable to remember my moment of clarity because I idolized moments of pleasure.
Something about stopping gives you the opportunity to reassess your goals.
Therefore, this is merely the starting line. A race is ahead. Now that my shackles are gone, I can run it. Since God is with me, no one can stop me.
Breath exhaled from my mouth as if my struggles had vanished in one second. This was a moment of clarity. A moment when you have had so many other moments, you’ve learned, and you need to reflect.
Practice, practice, and practice. Then stop. Ask yourself: where are you going?
Imagine that: God made my greatest weakness into my strength, motivation, and purpose. As I go forward, I want to continue growing in my interpersonal skills, using my connections to love others and glorify God. I will do all I can toward this end. The Way is clear. I must follow him.
I had not learned this from simply having as many conversations as I could. That improved my social skills, but I had no idea how to use them.
No, instead, my desire to serve others in a community came back to me in a moment of clarity.
Hey, everyone. I hope you enjoyed this post. Let me give you my motivations and inspirations for writing this.
First, I remembered how much I love storytelling. Expect more of this style in my future blog posts. I’m not particularly interested in making this your typical self help con artist site; rather, I want to tell inspiring stories and tell you how I improved my people skills.
Second, I read Timothy Willard’s writings over at The Edges Collective. No way I can explain just how good he is with my words. Go see it yourself.
Third, I wanted you to experience your own moment of clarity. They’re hard to define, and perhaps that’s why a story is the best way to communicate them.
Find clarity in what you want to do with your life.
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