It’s Worth Trying Again

Life lessons are all around us.
I often have an epiphany when I spend time with my godson P. He’s about a year now and doesn’t want to sit still anymore. No matter where he is, he’ll look out for some object or wall to pull himself up. This is not an easy thing to master, and very often he’ll make it halfway only to fall back down.

This is an activity P can do a million times over.
Pull himself up, fall back down. And repeat.
He doesn’t care about all these times he didn’t manage, he cares about the next time.
That one time he’ll find something steady to hold on to and eventually make it onto his feet.
He’s got this irrepressible will to live, to move, and to explore.

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When exactly does it happen that pessimism settles in to our hearts?
Is it part of growing up that we sometimes stop fighting and investing and wanting?
When exactly does the will to persevere and explore and live leave our soul?

Yes, life kicks in and its everyday challenges certainly are not easy.
But I still hope to be a bit more like P some days.
Like a person who is driven enough by life to never stop wanting.
Whose passion is greater than the obstacles.
Who doesn’t care about all the times she’s missed a goal or failed at something, but uses these experiences to grow stronger and move forward.

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Who doesn’t stop searching until she’s found that one thing that holds her steady and safe.
There’s a life out there, waiting to be explored.
It’s not easy, but it’s definitely worth exploring.


Writing for Five Minute Friday today.

He’s Got My Whole World in His Hands

Last week we talked about decisions and how hard it is to make them.
Especially when they seem to alter our entire being, lifestyle, and faith.
But do they really?
I guess we often make our lives more complicated by listening to all these voices telling us that this next decision is it. This next step will change everything.
But does it really?

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If you miss this bus, your entire day will be messed up.
If you wear the wrong color today, everyone’s going to stare at you.
If you take this job, you’ll miss out on so many other things.
If you’re not married by 28, you’ll die as an unhappy spinster.
If you don’t pray in the morning, your day will go by without any blessings.

It seems as if our whole world depended on this one tiny decision.
But does it really?

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The world is messed up, I agree.
Look at the heart-wrenching news as soon as you go online or switch on the TV. The suffering doesn’t ever seem to stop.
So many broken relationships, so much desperation around me.
So many unanswered questions and uncertain futures.
As the world screams for decisions louder and louder, I can often just fall silent.

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And then I hear that soft tune in my head. A kiddy song from my childhood.
He’s got the whole world in his hands.
What a staggering answer to all the decisions out there!
Of course, I still have to make them. Of course, not everything will fall into place. And not everything will go my way for sure.
And yet, these hands change everything.
No matter what I have for breakfast today, no matter if I miss this bus, no matter where I’ll work in the future, no matter how dark the news of the world are: He’s got the whole world – my world – in His hands. And I want to believe that nothing goes by unnoticed, uncared for, unloved by the Father.


Writing for Five Minute Friday today.

It’s Not Always Right or Wrong

Sometimes I don’t enjoy being an adult.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t want to go back to the crazy teenage years either, but sometimes I wish I was a child again. I would live at home, enjoy my mom’s cooking and go to school.

Most of all, I wouldn’t have to make decisions.

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I feel like these days my life is full of decisions.
What do you want to study?
What kind of insurances do you want?
What kind of job are you looking for?
Where do you want to live in the next five years?
Don’t you want to get married?
What should I wear today?
What should I cook for dinner tonight?

Too many questions and decisions to be made. I guess you can add many more to the list. And I am overwhelmed and exhausted.
Decisions make me worry sometimes because it’s not always right or wrong.
There are too many choices out there, and what if I make the wrong decision?
You think too much, girl.

Yes, there are decisions to be made because I am an adult now, I guess this comes with the territory.
I can’t foresee the future.
I can’t go back to being that little girl, the past is gone.
What I can do, though, is learn a little bit from that girl I used to be.

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Stop worrying once in a while and just be.
Be here in this day.
Take in the beauty of today and enjoy the little things.
Today I decide I want to be.


Writing for Five Minute Friday today.

I Want to Feel Alive

Yesterday I bought flowers.
They looked dead with their buds still closed and seemingly no color in them.

Somehow they were a good image for my current state of mind and heart.
It’s so easy to feel dead inside.

When your creativity is buried under piles of work and you find no time for the beautiful mundane.
When your ideas are hidden deep down below long to do lists.
When your joy is drained by all the questions and doubts your heart can’t get rid of.
When your hope is subdued whenever you read the news about wars and refugees and attacks.

There’s too much despair in the world to feel hope, to feel joy, to feel alive.
Today is Good Friday, the day of death.
The day when all seems to have come to an end.
Life has just gone.

No matter how deep we are in life with our work and questions and doubts, let’s remember that Friday is not the end.
Sunday is.
The day when death was left behind and brought us the gift of life, eternal life. The day when that closed bud breaks into full bloom.

One person makes all the difference.
He is life Himself and is able to bring back life to wherever we are seemingly dead.
It might just be a fan, a faint hope, a closed bud.
Cling and claw to that life He wants to give.
That’s all it takes.


Writing for Five Minute Friday today. Happy Easter everyone!

I Am (Not) Surprised

I’m a bit surprised.
And angry.
And disillusioned.
This week has been hard.
A lot of questions and doubts and struggles.
A lot of tears and hopes and fears.
So many question marks about the future.
So many unfulfilled desires.
And so little assurance and certainty of everything.

In my walk of life with its ups and downs I thought I had learned a bit.
I thought I had developed a bit of confidence in myself, in others, in You.
I thought I had learned enough truth which would now get me through the storm.
I thought I had become at least a little bit more mature in wisdom, life, and faith.

As I lie here in my restless state of mind and heart I realize that I am not surprised.
I am sobered.
In all the living and growing and struggling I still need You.
In all the knowing and learning I still need to trust You.
In all the wandering and moving I still need to find my home in You.
In all the worrying and questioning and doubting I just hope that You’ll be there every step of the way.


Writing for Five Minute Friday today. Have you heard? There will be a book compilation with the best pieces from the community. Check out the details at Kate’s page!

I Wish Someone Had Told Me This A Year Ago

It sounded so familiar.

“I am overwhelmed by everything, there is so much to do and I am so exhausted.”
” I feel like I am not good at anything anymore. Teaching is really hard and I am not sure I can do it.”
” Is it ever going to get better?”

Honest words from friends who just started teaching. They are full of exhaustion, questions, despair.
They could’ve easily been a replay of my own mind and heart just a few short months ago when I felt the exact same.
I was lost in the sea of new experiences and tasks.
I was overwhelmed by the challenges a new job brings.
I was exhausted by the new schedules that were so far from my own rhythms.
I was anxious that this would never end and I wouldn’t ever feel okay again until I retired.

Most of us have been in the situation of starting a new job. No matter if you’re a teacher or a doctor or an accountant – it’s a major step in your life and doesn’t go by without any side effects.
We struggle with new schedules and tasks. We get to know a lot of new things and people. We worry how our future will look like.

A year later I have to say that it does in fact get better.
It’s different now.
The journey from there to here wasn’t easy and took a lot of growing up.
Often, growth just takes a bit of time. But as I look back I sometimes wish that someone had come alongside me and told me a few things. Not to make everything easy, but to help me understand what was happening.

Starting a Job Is a Big Deal
When you get engaged, people congratulate you. But they also give you advice: “This is a big deal, you should take a preparation course. There’s books and premarital counseling.”

When you announce you’re pregnant, people congratulate you. But they also dish out well-meant advice and tips: “A kid will change your life forever, you should take a course. There’s books and classes.”

Life is marked by changes and transitions. Marriage or children remind us that we cannot just be the same, that we actually need to evolve and grow. That we sometimes need to lose ourselves when we’re pulled up and replanted into a completely new environment. That we need to rediscover ourselves once in a while and add new features to the old self.
Changes in life mold and strengthen us.
And it’s good to know about it and prepare for it because these changes certainly don’t come without a good deal of pain and questions and hardships.

Well, what about when you start your first job ever? When you leave behind the flexible schedule of university and submit to a routine you can’t alter? When you become independent from your parents’ or state support and need to take care of bills, insurance etc.? When you’re under pressure to do a job well because your next paycheck depends on it?
Starting a job is a big change as well.  No, you don’t have a new partner. No, there’s no child waiting for your attention. But you still cannot remain the same. So yes, it’s a big deal and you should expect challenges during the transition.

Get to Know the New ‘Culture’
I have lived in several countries and interacted with different cultures. What actually happens during such a transition?
Moving to a different country is definitely exciting as you get to experience different climate, food, languages and people. This is the ‘honeymoon phase’ when everything’s new and exciting. Take it all in and enjoy.

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There’s no fixed time, but after a while the novelty wears off and you get a peek into real life in a new culture. Things begin to annoy you, people are suddenly unnerving, and you start to miss things from home. This is the ‘depression phase’ when you feel like you don’t know who you are anymore. You’ve been pulled up from your familiar place and replanted into completely new soil. Instead of excitement there’s anger and doubt and fear. All you want to do is leave.

But as you fight and struggle through the strangeness of this new life you begin to realize that you are still the same. That you can actually survive in this new environment. That people are okay and can teach you something. That it’s worthwhile to incorporate new elements into your culture. This is the ‘resettlement phase’ when all the hardships have paid off and actually led to growth in a new place.

Entering the working world is like entering a new culture. You’re still in the same country, you still speak the same language. Yet, you’re completely lost in this new environment. You have no idea how to be and behave in this new culture, the work culture. So don’t underestimate this process and rather treat it as a cultural transition. This discovery alone moved worlds for me last year because it made the following process much easier.

Take Your Time
When you move into a different culture you wouldn’t expect to be all settled in within a few weeks. Why would you expect that you could adjust to a completely new lifestyle that fast? photo-1445109673451-c511bb51bd17
Take your time to get to know the new culture and how you’re supposed to act in it. Observe how people interact and deal with things. Pay attention to the little tricks here and there that might make a big difference. Don’t judge but be willing to learn something new. Open yourself up to new people and experiences.

Allow your emotions to run high and admit that things just suck sometimes.
Permit yourself to feel lost and to make mistakes at first. No one is perfect from the start.
Take things step by step. Celebrate the little victories and move on to bigger things.
Focus on tomorrow, not next week.

Seek Help
Thousands of people have made the transition into work before, they just sometimes forget to tell us about it. Things have become so natural for them that they don’t remember how hard it was at first.
Asking for help is no sign of weakness. Often it takes just one brave person who’s willing to share how things really look like that helps others to share as well. We’re stronger together, so don’t try to keep up a straight face when all you feel is lost.
Seek the company of people who are in similar situations because they’re the only ones who know how you truly feel. Friends where you don’t have to explain or justify a whole lot.
But don’t stop there. Spend time with people outside your ‘job bubble’ to get your mind off things. Don’t allow your mind to be stuck in the ever-running/condemning spiral of ‘I still have so much work to do.’

Fight for Rest
Settling into a new culture is exhausting in every aspect. I never imagined that I would be physically tired from meeting so many new people. Similarly to babies who are worn out by getting to know the world, it takes a lot of mental and physical energy to learn new names and strategies. Our body has to adjust to new sleeping/working/eating patterns and this takes its toll.

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So don’t expect that you can just continue like before. Allow your body time to adjust and give it the rest it needs.
Sleep well and enough.
Eat well.
Plan your time well, so that you actually have time to rest after all the work.
Schedule in time slots when it’s all about rest. This can be very active. Find an activity that takes your mind off work and refocuses you on the really important things in life.
This really is a fight, but if you lose it or put it off (‘I can rest later’) you’ll eventually be too burned out to do anything at all.

Focus on the Truth 
There will always be people who are better at their job. There will always be colleagues who are ahead of you. There will always be others who seem to have the right to look down on you and judge you.
Yes, being a newbie does mean baby steps again.
Yes, you do make mistakes at the beginning.
Yes, there is a lot to learn.
Yes, you’ll fall down and fail.
But you are not a failure. Not.a.failure.
There are things about you that no job you do or don’t do could ever change. Don’t allow anyone to take that away from you. Don’t compare yourself to others, this won’t get you anywhere but despair.

Starting a new job is part of life and eventually we all have to take that step. There’s no recipe to make it all easier, but knowing about the transition might make it a little smoother.
What were your first steps in the working world like? How did you cope with the transition? What would you add to help newbies with the transition?

[Five Minute Friday] Share

The last year hasn’t been easy for me.
I transitioned into work life and had a lot of growing up to do. There were a lot of firsts and I had a lot to learn.

There were a lot of highs. 

 
Like when a class went really well and I actually had fun with my students.
Like when planning becomes easier and inspiration comes when you need it the most.
Like when students and colleagues are no longer strangers.
Like when I discovered that I am still myself despite all the changes.

Of course, there were also a lot of lows.
Like the pile of work that never seems to end.
Like the looming deadlines that weigh so heavy on my shoulders.
Like the few hours of sleep and the tired legs – a constant reminder how exhausted I am.
Like the expectations others and myself have.
Like the worry that I won’t pass exams and won’t get a job afterwards.
Like the fear of what comes next.

Life is a cycle of ups and downs, highs and lows.
On this journey we are not alone.
In all the craziness I am beyond grateful to have traveling companions.
People who are in the same situation and know what I truly mean when I say I’m stressed.
People who can chip in their advice because they’ve got amazing expertise and turn my twisted thoughts into something logical.
People who cheer me on and understand when not everything goes my way.

They don’t solve my problems.
They just can’t.

But they are willing to share a piece of my life, my thoughts, my heart.
They are just there.
They remind me that this is not the end.
That there is more.
That there is someone who is always there, always ready to share in all of our joys and sorrows.

Who are your traveling companions? 
May you have people who journey with you.
Who don’t make everything better, but who are willing to share a bit of your life and point you to the things that really matter.


Writing for Five Minute Friday today.

 

It’s Different Now

About a year ago I wrote about my first weeks into the new teaching job. I wondered how I didn’t know who I was anymore because life had changed so much in a few months.

A year ago our school had a winter sports day and I went ice skating with 250 students. I had been at the school for a week and didn’t really know anyone, so it was pretty awkward standing at the ice rink watching students I didn’t know the names of, together with teachers I had just met. Conversations were rare and circled mostly around job-related questions or people kept to themselves. We were the new ones.

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A few weeks ago we had the same winter sports day and once again I went ice skating. Mostly the same teachers, maybe even the same students.
But it was different this time.
I was standing at the rink, talking to other teachers. They aren’t strangers anymore, they are colleagues. Some of them even friends.
We shared the latest news, exchanged teaching ideas. We laughed at the students on the ice because we knew the stories behind the faces.

“Mrs vD, look at me! I just learned to skate!”
“ Can you take a picture of me?”
“Mrs vD, why aren’t you on the ice? You have to join us!”

So I did. And I was treated with smiling faces of some happy students.

What has changed in that one year?

Yes, I still have to get up quite early, and many mornings it’s a real struggle to get myself out of bed. But I have learned to appreciate the early mornings and have been blessed with so many beautiful sunrises, God’s abundant gift of generosity.

Yes, I am still tired a lot and can’t always stay up late. But I have learned to manage my time well so that work can be done in a reasonable amount of time. I am surprised that lesson planning and all the teaching work does get faster as I gain more experience. I have discovered that I do in fact have time for friends and hobbies. That I have to make time for these in order to remain sane and spiritually healthy.

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Yes, I have had to cut short some relationships and my inbox is still ridiculously full with emails of dear friends waiting to hear from me. I have mourned how some relationships have changed over the years. But I have learned that I can also meet great people in new places. I have made some interesting connections with colleagues in the course of the year, they have helped me a lot settle in to this new routine and life. God is present in my mundane, and I often see Him in other people.

Yes, teaching is exhausting. You get the hang of lesson plans and how to be creative in like no time. but there’s still the people. No matter how good your ‘script’ is, it can all fall to pieces when your class doesn’t get what you mean or just has a bad day.

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A group of 20-30 youngsters is a bunch of lifestyles, opinions and knowledge and it’s quite an interesting challenge to work with them each week. Each class is different and you can’t predict what’ll happen. This is scary and exciting at the same time.

Most of all, though, the classes are full of people.
Individual human beings, each with their unique biography and life story.
A story that deserves to be heard.

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I only get to see bits and pieces of my students, but once in a while they allow me a glimpse inside their heart. And I can’t help but find myself wanting to talk to them, to listen and discover more.
These are no longer people I don’t know or some strange kids. These are my kids.

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Yes, life has certainly changed quite a bit in the last year.
I have learned so much about life and work and other people.
In all of this, I still know who I am. I am still me, there are just a few new features in my life now.
While some aspects of the job will always be a struggle for me and I won’t always enjoy it, I have discovered that people are the real adventure. They make all the difference.

[Five Minute Friday] Morning

I am a morning person.
I somehow got used to getting up early and learned to appreciate its benefits. You get the gift of a beautiful sunrise and a reminder that today is a new day full of God’s grace.
I love how I can look back on everything I’ve already accomplished around lunchtime. It feels good to get things done.

There’s something special about mornings.
They are sacred moments.
They carry a certain sensation with it.

Each morning is an expectation.
A whole day ahead of me with so many hours to fill.
What will I do with these hours?
I need to get work done, obviously. But there’s always time for meeting a friend, a chat with a colleague, a delicious meal.
Mornings are the beginning of a new day and I am expectant to how it will all play out.
How do you fill your day?

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Each morning also carries a bit of fear.
So many hours of precious time in front of me.
What if I ruin it?
What if I look back on the day at night and feel like I haven’t accomplished anything? What if I waste my time?
What if something bad happens today and I wished I never lived through this day?
We can’t stop a day from happening, we have to live through.
Yes, there will be off days, but that’s okay.
Face your fears and face the day.

Most of all, mornings are an invitation.
Make plans for the day, but allow them to be changed.
By a bus you just missed.
By a friend who needs to talk with you.
By a project that needs your attention.
By the Lord who might have something better in mind for you today.
Invite spontaneity into your life.
And invite the Lord to be himself with you today.

What does your morning look like?


Writing for Five Minute Friday today.

[Five Minute Friday] Forget

Even though I have warned many of my friends, I still feel bad about what some of my relationships have been like in the last year. When I began my teaching job I told them, “Don’t take it personally if I don’t contact you in months, I just started working. It feels a bit like a bomb has been dropped on me and I have no idea when I’ll get out of that hole.”

When you’re adjusting to a new culture and schedule you don’t have much time for anything else. A lot of things and a lot of people seem forgotten. Yes, I often felt like I’d been forgotten by other people.
But was I really?

Just the other day I was ready to get on the bus around 6.30 am when I got a text. It was from my mom. “Hey, how are you, dear? I just wanted to wish a great day at work, you’ll be great. I love you.”
Not many words, but they brightened my day. They cheered me on. They showed me that I am not forgotten.

Life often wants to tell us that we are forgotten.
That no one really cares about us, we’re just little people in little places.

But the One who created us little people and all these little places does care.
He cares so much that he sends us ‘texts’ every day to remind us.
A beautiful sunrise.
A flowerbed with colorful daffodils reminding us that spring is on its way.
A good conversation with a friend when we just need to talk.
A shoulder to lean on.
A song on your ipod with the lyrics we just needed to hear.
A few words that can turn our entire day around.
You are not forgotten. The Maker of heaven and earth sees your every move and breath, and guess what: He’s smiling.

In case you need some more reminders, listen to this tune.


Writing for Five Minute Friday today. One prompt, five minutes of writing, many wonderful writers to read along. Come and join us!