So far this blog has been just for me. Today, it’s for anyone that wants to come.
After this post, you can read it chronologically from the bottom up. You can read it backwards, or upside down with your lunch. You can stop reading. You can sing along. You can definitely click the links on the right side bar to learn more about what this whole mission thing is about.
You can also leave lovey supportive comments… I mean, if you want…
First, let me just admit some things I don’t normally admit.
I was a blabbering baby. My Mom and my Mamaw both swear I was born saying complete sentences. Once in the car, my Mom needed a break from our riveting yet endless conversation. “Lyndsi, can you just be quiet for one minute?!” she said.
“But I just have so much to say!”
Bless that woman for listening.
I do have so much to say! I do! I am a writer and words are my most favorite thing I’ve ever learned. I say them and read them to people all the time, but this is different. This is the part where I admit that I am a bit nervous. I’m nervous to release this blog about my mission. Because a mission is something I don’t know very much about, seeing as how I haven’t been on one yet. For now, it is still a very new choice. If a choice could be a person, this one would be young. She is very young, like a kid on the playground just swinging and waiting to go down the slide. She’s excited. She’s idealistic. She’s a little nervous and awkward and sometimes she has un-matching shoes or peanutbutter on her forehead. And just like your little sister or brother out there on the monkey bars, I don’t want anyone looking down on her, making fun of her… trying to squash her hope or scorn her ignorance.
One day I’ll come home with more understanding about what all of this means. My mission will be solidified into a past experience, rooted deep within me. Then this idea of mission will be like the Mom on the park bench, watchin the kids and keepin them safe.
I am not there yet. For now, I need to be young about this. I need you to be kind and open. I need to have hope bigger than the cynics and maybe even bigger than reality would suggest. Please let me be this way.
That’s all. You’re invited now.