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11.6.17

Craving Life Interrupted



Craving Life Interrupted 

I am craving certainty in a time that has very little. I am craving direction in a seemingly directionless season. I am craving something tangible; something to which I can cling so the ambiguity of living doesn’t seem quite so debilitating. The romanticized notion of endless opportunity that once sounded so tempting now causes crippling fear. How terrifying it is to succumb to vulnerability and put that thought in writing. Permanent. 

Something about it feels wrong; cowardly. We hear things like:

Lean into ambiguity. 
Be open to possibility. 
The sky is the limit.
Take risks. 
Pursue your wildest dreams. 


The pursuit of dreams contains an element of fear. With times of uncertainty come the decision to step into the comfortable or step out in faith. There is no longer that “one day” or that “perfect timing.” The time is now and time is not waiting. 

It’s truly is an A+ problem; one that so many millennials are facing. Looking at the life set before you, you  realize you have nothing but opportunity. You have been adequately prepared for the journey. You can achieve what you’ve always dreamed. It’s just a matter of doing. It’s almost as if having constraints or limitations of some kind would provide a sense of peace; knowing that there are some things that are simply out of reach. 

My heart so badly lusts after something to hold onto. It wants life interrupted. It wants something or someone to come crashing in to provide guidance; to provide certainty. How naive of me to think that this is truly living life interrupted. 

Life interrupted is doing the work that is set in front of you well and inviting new opportunities to come crashing in. Planning is a myth. Opportunity is the most beautiful of  gifts. I’ve been forced to realize the beauty of staying open; open to the possibility that something or someone may very well  interrupt each and every plan you’ve ever made. Until then, we must live the life we have set before us and live it well. 

Tomorrow holds the possibility for new experiences, conversations and relationships. The idea of tomorrow provides the hope that my heart so desperately craves. Tomorrow opens my soul to the knowledge that certainty limits life interrupted. To truly be interruptible, we must lean into the unknowns with faith that it will happen, though we might not know what it is just yet. 

 I pause. I try to listen more clearly this time:

Lean into ambiguity. 
Be open to possibility. 
The sky is the limit.
Take risks. 
Pursue your wildest dreams. 

Though these ideas may be deeply romantic, I argue that if we want to find joy at the heart of each and every day, we must embrace romantic thought. If we approach living as a list of to do’s, a series of challenging decisions, and people as utilitarian characters in the storybook that is our lives, we lose beauty. We lose joy. We become uninterruptible. 

We spend far too much time approaching life as a series of formulas and calculations. True joy is lost when we  treat others and opportunities as means to an end, as a challenge that must be overcome, as a check mark on a list of daily tasks. Life becomes interruptible when we lean into the unknowns, take risks, pursue our dreams and truly believe that the sky IS the limit. Romantic? Incredibly. Necessary? Absolutely. 


Embrace tomorrow and lean into the questions that it brings. Lust after beauty. When living life becomes interruptible, the question of how or why no longer looms thick, rather, each day becomes an opportunity to uncover something new. What a joy it is to become fearlessly committed to discovering an endless array of tomorrows.