The last couple of years, I have set intentions with my life and career. Namely, with this blog. I intended to consistently write thought-provoking, view-altering posts about life, faith, and the human condition. With the occasional sponsored post brought to you by a product or service I care a whole lot about.
I failed to meet my intentions. Not because I didn’t want to fulfill my intentions, but because my intentions were small and unsubstantial in God’s plan for my life. I had my eyes set on low-key winning, when God had already set the stage for bigger, better things. I was thinking locally, when He had planned globally. I thought little, when He planned big.
My intentions for 2019 included skateboarding and just passing all of my classes. God planned for me to ride on a float in the 131st Rose Parade (the journey of which began in 2019) and to get 2 A’s and a B.I do not know what God has planned for me this year, but I like to set intentions and let them be known. In the past, I made goals around physical activities and cultural experiences. I also anticipated more deaths and continued mourning.
I have no control over the latter, and I am learning to accept the cycle of life through death (and often illness), finding healthy ways to cope with grief. But I can be sure to set intentions that get me closer to my callings and then share those key things with whoever will listen… er… read.
So, here goes:
- Money.
I really want to make a tangible difference with Our Turn 2 Care. To do that, I need to incorporate and gain 501(c)(3) status. Those both require money. If I can find one person to show me how to go about raising the pre-startup capital we need, that would be awesome! - Intentional Friendships.
I love having a diverse friend group. It’s awesome. But given my limits on money, transportation, and time, I could use some friends who are broke, hyperlocal (Dunwoody, Sandy Springs, Chamblee), and appreciate culture and the outdoors (i.e. would love to take a trip to an exotic location but can’t afford it and agrees that free museum days may have to suffice for now). - Community.
Growing up 3,000 miles away from most of my extended family means that I missed out on those formative bonding experiences. Now, I have more blood relatives nearby and via social media and a beautiful church family. But I don’t really have the sense of familial community I grew up with. I had some wonderful chosen-family as a kid, but the older I get (especially as a caregiver) the more isolated I feel. I don’t mind growing old “alone,” but I would like not to be lonely. Not sure what anyone could do to help this, but… yeah.
Who knows what, if anything, will come of this; but “you have not because you ask not,” right?
So what do you need this year? Consider sharing 3 things that would make your year a little better or improve your overall quality of life.
Great post 🙂
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