If you'd told me a year ago that I'd be writing a blog about what I'd learned about eating healthy, I wouldn't have believed you.
But now it's been almost a year, and I consistently get at least 2 fruits and 3 vegetables a day, more often 3 fruits and 4 vegetables. (Plus 3 servings of whole grains!) I've tried a ton of new things, and I wanted to blog about what I've discovered in the past year.
1) I Needed the Right Motivation
I was never opposed to healthy eating. I just didn't think I could do it. Most of the healthy things I had tried, I didn't like.
But as those who know me already know, I'm very driven by competition. So when my work did the Feel Like a Million challenge, in which you got points for various healthy things each day, I had to win it. And you could get points for up to 4 vegetables and 3 fruits a day. I wasn't going to leave any points on the table. So I had to find a way to eat healthy, without eating things I didn't like.
I ended up being first place in my company of 240 people. Me. The healthiest person in the company. Unbelievable!
2) I Needed to Address Misconceptions
When I started this challenge, I actually thought whole grains would be the hardest part. I hate whole wheat. I think whole wheat bread and pasta tastes like vomit. And it didn't occur to me that whole grain was more than just wheat. Until my sister said, "Don't you like Cheerios?"
Well of course I like Cheerios. They're delicious! I wasn't eating them regularly, but it was an easy thing to add to my diet. Just start the day with a bowl of cereal instead of a bowl of Goldfish crackers.
And then I realized granola is a whole grain, so I started eating granola bars instead of pudding for dessert after lunch. And hey, there is a form of whole wheat I like...Wheat Thins! Morning snack was now Wheat Thins instead of...well another bowl of Goldfish crackers.
And as the year progressed, I found more. Like when I decided I wanted to try bell peppers for the first time, and asked my sister which color was the least spicy. "What do you mean?" she asked. "Bell peppers aren't spicy."
That was shocking to me. I always thought all peppers were spicy. Like jalapenos and chili peppers. And I can't handle even a little bit of spice. Now bell peppers are my favorite thing to add to a dish! I was missing out all these years only because I assumed they were spicy.
3) I Needed to Try New Things
This was a big one for me. I have food anxiety. I like to stick with what I like, and what I liked was macaroni and cheese, spaghetti, and ice cream. My vegetable servings were maybe 3-4 servings of carrots a month, plus the tomato sauce on my spaghetti.
Growing up, we had vegetables on the side for dinner, rotating between broccoli, peas, beans, and corns. Of the green veggies, the only one I could tolerate was green beans. So it was the only one my mom made me eat. Which meant by adulthood, I hoped I never had to touch another green bean. But I still had no love for peas and broccoli.
But as it turns out, there are a lot of kinds of vegetables! I already mentioned my newfound love of bell peppers, but I also tried spinach, zucchini, summer squash, and others. I found recipes and experimented with new dishes. At one point in November, I remember sitting there and audibly saying, "mmmmmm" as I ate some of my roasted vegetables. And then I thought, "I can't believe I'm sitting here enjoying a bowl of vegetables this much."
Here's a more complete list of the new things I tried - things I had never eaten before: goat cheese, kale, cantaloupe, great northern beans, spinach, black olives, sweet potatoes, eggplant parmesan, eggplant meatballs, zucchini, bell peppers, summer squash, strawberry/banana smoothie with real fruit, veggie burger, tomatoes (which I'd had but not liked except in sauce form), brown rice, protein-enriched pasta, Greek yogurt, cauliflower, and spaghetti squash.
4) I Didn't Feel Better
Everyone kept saying how much better I would feel if I ate healthy. And once I started eating healthy, I kept getting asked, "Don't you feel so much better?"
No. I didn't. I felt AWFUL. My stomach hurt constantly. If I had a cheat day where I ate more junk, I felt better. But as long as I kept up my healthy new diet, I felt like crap.
I thought it would just take some time. My stomach had years of unhealthy training to get over. But 5 months in, I was still having constant stomach cramps.
And then I decided to become a vegetarian. Not because of my new healthy diet, not as an effort to deal with cramps, but because of my love for animals and because of the evils of factory farming.
Within a week, my stomach didn't hurt anymore. I can't explain this. I ate meat with my junk diet before, and I didn't feel stomach pain when I did. All I know is that's how it happened for me. And now that I've been a vegetarian for over 6 months, I consistently feel better than the 5 months before it.
But I still don't notice a difference between now and when I ate junk. I don't feel like I have more energy. I feel the same. And that's okay. Healthy eating has its long-term rewards for my health, and I didn't feel bad on my old diet. So I don't need to feel better. I feel more proud of my choices.
But hey, I've lost 14 pounds!
5) I Didn't Have to Cut Junk Foods
I didn't have to, because I just started to eat a lot less junk. Not intentionally. I just wasn't as hungry for junk because I was filling up on fruits and veggies. So I still eat some, but not a lot anymore.
And let me tell you, my breakfast (along with Cheerios) of a strawberry-banana smoothie is so yummy. It's a great way to satisfy my sweet tooth.
6) I Didn't Have to Compromise
Right from the beginning, I said I wasn't going to make eating miserable. I already had anxiety related to food, and I wasn't going to make food a chore or an unpleasant part of life. If I'm going to eat three meals every day, I want to enjoy them.
And I do! It was all about finding the right things—the things I really find yummy—and eating those.
I still don't like salad. And that's okay. I can be a vegetarian who doesn't eat salad.
I think this is the biggest key. Had I compromised to fit foods I didn't like into my diet for that competition, I might've stuck with it for those 6 weeks. But I wouldn't have kept it up once the points went away. This is the problem with dieting. People make eating this unpleasant thing, and they can only keep that up for so long.
Instead, if you find healthy foods you enjoy just as much as junk, it's not hard to keep up. You want to.
7) If I Can Do It, Anyone Can!
Sunday, March 20, 2016
Healthy Eating
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Thursday, September 17, 2015
Change
If you know me at all, you know I'm a very opinionated person. If I like something, I LOVE something, and if I don't like it, I hate it.
Call it genetics. The running gag from my dad was that in the car, he'd either blast the A/C full blast or the heat full blast. And if the A/C got too cold and you asked him to turn it down he'd say, "You want heat?!?" and blast the heat.
I've taken a similar approach with my interests and opinions. And while sometimes that can be a good thing, sometimes it makes it really hard to grow and change. Sometimes it even makes it embarrassing.
You see, I've put myself in these boxes and announced to the world that this is who I am. I make these things a part of my identity. So when I try to change...I'm ashamed and worried I'll hear the "I told you so's." It can be easier just to not change than to try to redefine myself when I've been so outspoken about who I am.
Last year something happened that got me thinking about the reason I didn't want kids. I was dead set against having them. But when I really boiled down my desires, it came down to three factors. One of them wasn't a factor anymore, one of them I'd realized didn't have to be the case, and the third was just selfish. Bottom line, I realized I'm open to having kids. I didn't go into baby fever mode or start fretting over my biological clock. If I don't end up having kids, I'm okay with that, too. But I still had to change this identity I'd built as "someone who doesn't want kids." And that was really hard.
This year, I've begun eating a lot healthier. That's a bigger switch than the kids thing, because it goes back way farther. My college classmates would remember me as the girl who brought Swiss Cake Rolls to class for breakfast. My high school classmates would remember me as the girl who hoarded Cadbury Mini Eggs. (A day-after-Easter sale was the only time I ever cut class.) My middle school church friends might remember how I could never stop at just one Dunkin Donut in Sunday School. And my co-workers now know me for my love of Dunkin Donuts still.
And yes, I still love Dunkin Donuts. (Although the Colorado ones are sub-par.) But I'd built my identity up so much around being a donut person and never eating vegetables that I was pretty embarrassed about this shift.
I didn't set out to become healthier. There was a competition at work and you got points for eating veggies, fruits, and whole grains. I've been told I'm a bit competitive...and this contest really drove me. (Yes, my team won. And I checked to see if I got the most points individually of anyone in the company, and I did.)
I have really strong taste buds and a really strong gag reflex. Because of this, my food options are pretty limited. So I always ate junk food not because I didn't care about my health, but because I just didn't think there was enough I liked to be healthy. But as I strove to win this competition, I realized I could do it. I didn't have to force myself to gag down stuff that could hardly stay down. There was enough I liked that I could get the fruits and veggies I needed. And there were a few new things I tried that I liked.
The competition ended a while ago, but the change has lasted. All I needed was the push to see it was possible for me. And I've continued to find new things I like that are better choices for me. But it's hard for me when people make shocked comments about my food choices. I get it - I built up my own junk food reputation. I'm the girl who put Dunkin Donuts in her room safe at a work conference to make sure they didn't get stolen, and made sure everyone knew it.
Bottom line - I'm learning not to let my choices define me so much. Because I want to be flexible enough that God can stretch me and grow me.
One of my ah-ha's when I was confronted with the first shift, the kids issue, was reading Luke 5. Jesus calls his first disciples, who'd had a long night of fishing and caught nothing. He tells them to cast down their nets again, and they do, and catch a whole bunch of fish. I'd read it before, knew it well.
But verse 2 caught my attention this time. The fishermen were washing their nets. They'd packed it up, cleaned up, were about to head home. This wasn't like, they were just about to shore and they dropped the nets right where they were. (Which is kind of what I'd always pictured.) They'd ALREADY CLEANED THEIR NETS. And they didn't even know this Jesus guy. They had to go to a considerable amount of effort to change their plans, but they just did it. Can't say I'd be that flexible.
Now, maybe it stood out to me because I like things clean. Whatever the case, I was pretty impressed by these disciples taking their freshly cleaned nets and dropping back into the yucky water. And it made me realize that no matter how neat and tidy I've packaged up my identity, I need to be ready to shake things up when Jesus comes calling.
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Saturday, August 15, 2015
Dog Treats
A few months ago I blogged about my recommendation for what to feed your dog. My dogs have been eating Dr. Harvey's Canine Health now since March - and not one of them has thrown up. I'd heard that dogs just throw up more than humans - that that's normal and acceptable. But now I realize it's not - it's a sign they're not eating food that's good for them.
Since March, I've also taken a harder look at what treats I give my dogs. I was already starting from a good place - my dogs get "Jackie treats" every day, which are homemade by a co-worker. But sometimes I would supplement with other treats, and some of them were sourced from China. I also gave my dogs rawhide bones.
Treats
These are the treats I've introduced in the past several months (all made in the USA):
- Max & Ruffy's. Max & Ruffy's come in a variety of flavors. They're small round treats great for training. Some (but not all) of the flavors are available at amazon. Peanut loves them, but Biscuit doesn't seem to be a big fan. He only eats his when he sees that Peanut has finished hers and might take his away. He may not like them, but he doesn't want HER to get extra treats.
- Merrick Power Bites. Now THESE are a big hit. Also small and great for training or games, but these are chewier and meat-based instead of fruit/veggie flavors. And my pups LOVE them.
- Fruits & Veggies: There are a number of fruits & veggies that are good for dogs. Mostly I've begun incorporating them more in MY diet, and giving my dogs scraps as treats. Just make sure they have no added sugar or sulfites.
- Apples
- Bananas
- Carrots
- Strawberries
- Watermelon
- Spinach
- Cucumbers
- Coconut flakes
- Others I don't use much but are good for dogs: Zucchini, blueberries, bell peppers.
- NEVER FEED YOUR DOG GRAPES.
- Healthy Dogma Banana Chips. The pups love these, but I don't buy them a lot since they already get pieces of my banana every day.
- Yogurt. The probiotics in yogurt make it a great treat. I give my dogs each a spoonful a day. And, so that I can use most of a carton before it goes bad, I got two mini-ice cube trays and I freeze some in there. So sometimes they get it in frozen chunks instead of soft yogurt.
- Homemade Blueberry Banana treats. These are Biscuit's absolute favorites. If they don't get them immediately after dinner I'm in big trouble. Here's the recipe:
- Preheat oven to 375.
- Blend 1 1/3 cups washed blueberries and 1 peeled banana with 1 cup water in a blender.
- In large bowl, mix blueberry mixture with 3 2/3 cups whole-wheat flour to form a dough.
- Spoon the dough onto a cookie sheet in about 1-inch spheres, or make fun pawprint ones by putting the dough in a pawprint tray!
- Cook for 8 minutes, flip or take out of tray and put upside down on cookie sheet, cook for 8 more minutes
- Makes about 70-75 treats. Freeze half and store the other half in the fridge.
- Also check out your area for local mom & pop dog bakeries. Here in Loveland Doggy Dips & Chips is a great place to get fresh homemade dog treats, if you don't have a Jackie. :)
Rawhide Bones
I started seeing a lot of articles about the disgusting bleaching process of rawhide bones, and it was moving me toward cutting them from my dogs' diet. But when I saw that China was serving 40-year old meat for HUMAN consumption, I decided no more ANYTHING edible unless it was made in the USA. And that meant (very covertly) throwing out their rawhide bones.
I wanted to find a USA-made substitute that would be a good chew for the dogs. Their Dingo rawhide sticks usually lasted 5-10 minutes, so that's what I was hoping to find. But so many of the sticks I found were over $1 per stick! So this is what I've tried at a more affordable cost:
- Merrick Jerky Strips. These only lasted about 30 seconds. They are so soft that they're more of a big treat than a chew. The dogs loved them, but it's not the durability I was hoping for.
- Get Naked Chew Sticks. These last about 90 seconds to 2 minutes. Not the durability I was hoping for, but far longer than the jerky strips. Long enough that I felt I could get away with calling them "bones" and the pups wouldn't feel ripped off. And, they have varieties for different healthy functions, like joint health and antioxidants. One bag has 18 sticks and is $4-5, so it's pretty comparable in price to the rawhides I was getting, but they are so much better and made in the USA.
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Labels: dog food reviews, dog health, dog nutrition, dog treats, dogs, holistic dog food, natural dog food, organic dog food
Saturday, August 1, 2015
That One Time When I MET LIL BUB!!!!!!!!!!!
Today I experienced the most magical thing any human can experience. I MET LIL BUB!!!!
I went to the Denver County Fair and arrived in time to get a good seat at the Gazebo Stage for the 1:00 Q&A with Mike & Bub. I saw Mike walk up first, without Bub, and it seemed like a lot of people didn't seem to know who he was until he got up on the stage to set up his computer. He played a video of Bub on a beach while we waited for the show to start.
Mike started by explaining Bub's story (with pictures), and he showed the video of her miraculous recovery. He also showed some pictures of her with celebs and such.
After that he took Bub out of her carrier and she interacted with the audience. Mike typed what Bub was saying on screen, and recordings played of her squonks.
Then after Bub said some things, we saw a video of Lil Bub's Special Special from Animal Planet.
Then there was Q&A. I asked what Bub thinks of Rosco, her new baby brother. She said that dude is amazing. Best face. Best smile!
Bub also got her checks for the charities she is fundraising for this weekend.
Mike seems like a really humble, genuine guy. You can tell just from the way he carries himself. Plus when asked about his and Bub's fame, he said he doesn't consider himself a celebrity, just Bub's assistant. And he is glad for that. He said he had a band at one point he'd hoped would become famous, but now he is glad it didn't. He likes Bub getting the attention more than for himself. Also, he is even cuter in real life.
After the Q&A, Dude fed Bub at the end of the stage so people could take pictures. Then he held her a bit for more pics. Squeeeee!!!!!!!!!!! She is adorbs.
I was having issues taking as many pics/videos as I wanted because my iPad doesn't have much space. So after Bub had been whisked away, I got online and uploaded all the pics and videos from Q&A to Facebook so I could delete them from my iPad.
Then I went to the Bub booth. I was planning to just get a Bublanket for my sister, since she'll be here in a couple days and could avoid shipping costs that way. But they were also discounted, so I ended up getting one for myself, too. I had also brought my stuffed Bub and was wearing one of my Bub shirts. People kept asking where I got the stuffed Bub as I walked around the fair holding her, so I got to direct a lot of people there.
There were a couple hours to kill between the Q&A and the Meet & Greet, so I wandered the fair a bit. At one point I saw Mike and his son coming out of the bathroom, so I said hi to Rosco.
In the art gallery, I saw that someone had painted BUB ART!
I went to the animal pavilion and saw a zebra, a baby camel, some cute baby goats and snuggling bunny buddies. That first little goat was OUT COLD. (He has black fur around his eyes so they look open in the pic...but trust me he was snoozing hard.) A fair can really wear you out! But he had a friend to help him. The fire alarm kept going off, but no one was evacuating so I just stayed there.
Then around 3:30 I went to get in line for the 4:00 Meet & Greet!!! I was 12th in line. At 4:00 they let the first ten people in line into the room with Bub. Then as each person came out, they let one more in.
So I was 2nd in line when the first lady came out, and she had the biggest smile on her face and was squealing, "SHE'S SO SOFT!!!!!!!!!!" She looked like she'd been transformed by magic.
There were a bunch of rules for meeting Bub. Each person got TWO PETS and that was it. They said to try to avoid her ears as she is sensitive to being pet there. (SHE IS SO SOFT!!!!!!!!) After your two pets, you pose for a picture which they take for you on your camera/phone/iPad. And then Mike finds out your name so he can personalize your pawtograph.
There was a reporter from the Denver Post there, and he took pictures of me with Bub. ONLY ME. Then he got my name and asked me about me coming to meet Bub. He said if I email him, he'll send me the pictures. So I am the ONLY ONE who got real professional pics taken!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After I talked with him, I snapped a couple more pics before I left the room. It really felt magical. I could not stop smiling walking to my car.
I had thought there would be more time to talk to Mike and Bub. I was going to tell them about Biscuit using the Assisi Loop, which we know of thanks to Bub. I was going to see how Bub really sizes up to the stuffed Bub. And I was going to see if she could rub her paw on the bublankets. But there wasn't time for any of that. Still, I understand they have to limit it so she doesn't get overwhelmed. She is a cat, after all! So, I was not disappointed. Just being in her presence was magical!!!
On the way out, I snapped one more selfie with a big poster of Bub.
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Monday, June 29, 2015
Cheese Bridge
Today I kept thinking about the Cheese Bridge.
The Cheese Bridge is this bridge near where I grew up that was a railroad bridge back in the day. By the time I came around, it was just a rusted piece of metal. It wasn't a functional bridge, even for walking, as it was just a frame suspended over a shallow river.
And yet somehow, someone graffitied the word "CHEESE" on it. Through the years, other graffiti would come and go - the more typical initials or profanities - or the paint would fade - but someone would always come back and spray paint CHEESE again. And so it became known as the Cheese Bridge. In fact, you can google map "Cheese Bridge" and it comes up!
And then a couple years ago, the town was expanding a bike path over the old railroad tracks, and the got to the Cheese Bridge. They added railings and a bottom so you could walk on it, and they painted it a nice shade of green. My dad says they must've put at least four coats of paint on that bridge, trying to cover up the word CHEESE.
But you can still see it. It'd been spray painted so many times in the same place that it had taken on a somewhat 3-D effect. The layers of paint that had built up to spell CHEESE just pop out no matter how many coats of paint they put on. It's all green, but you can see CHEESE protruding.
I was thinking about this because when I think about leaving a legacy, I want to be like that word CHEESE. I never wanted to be famous. I'm okay if no one remembers my name after I die. Some people struggle with the idea that they'll be forgotten, but that doesn't bother me. No one knows who painted the word CHEESE, or even if it was the same person every time. More likely, various people just kept the tradition going.
And that's how I want my life to be. Even if no one knows that I was the one who left the legacy, I want to help shape the future for the better. I want to leave a legacy that continues, to live a life worth of other people following in my footsteps so that one day, no amount of paint can cover over that legacy.
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Labels: being remembered, cheese bridge, legacy, purpose
Saturday, March 7, 2015
Finding the Best Dog Food
I recently embarked on a journey to find a better dog food for my dogs, Peanut and Biscuit. I've spent a lot of time researching, and because I am a nerd, I felt I had to write a paper about my research...or at least a blog. I hope it can be a helpful summary to anyone interested in exploring canine dietary options.
**Disclaimer: I'm just a dog owner with a computer, not a dog nutritionist.**
I've tried to make this blog really thorough with all the information I'd been seeking when I began my research project. The downside is, that made it really long. Feel free to navigate to just sections that interest you. For the short version, skip down to "In Summary."
MY HISTORY
My journey began when the news broke about the class-action lawsuit against Beneful dog food. I was feeding Peanut and Biscuit Beneful at the time, it was what they'd eaten their whole lives, and they were doing just fine.Or were they?
Because they were vomiting at least once a week, last July I started mixing a spoonful of chicken or turkey Beechnut baby food in with their food. This had reduced their vomiting down to practically nothing. Chicken and turkey baby food can help aid digestion, and while not good for the whole diet, mixing it in seemed to do the trick. But the Beneful alone wasn't all that digestible.
And then I thought back to March 2011. Peanut started throwing up a LOT. Within the span of a couple hours, she threw up four times. I took her to the ER vet around 10 pm, and they did an x-ray of her stomach. There wasn't really any food left in there, so she shouldn't be throwing up anymore. They inserted this fluid pack under her skin to keep her hydrated, and we went back home. But by the middle of the night she'd thrown up 17 times. And it was starting to come out both ends. I took her back to the vet. And there she stayed, on an IV to prevent de-hydration and to try to calm her stomach, continually throwing up even though there was nothing left to throw up.
EXPLORING THE OPTIONS
THE GRAND EXPERIMENT
GRAIN-FREE PROS AND CONS
- Grain-free does NOT mean carb-free. Often the replacement carbs are not very good for dogs and can cause health issues (however, Pulsar did not have this problem).
- Dogs lose weight too rapidly, you end up having to feed them much more than the bag recommends. (I'd priced out Pulsar at $18 per 8.8 lb bag at Doggy Dips & Chips, which ends up being $15/month, but it seemed like that could double based on some of the reviews.)
- It can cause an unhealthy increase in bowel movements.
- It is not as good for joints & muscles...and Biscuit is already a rather floppy dog prone to back injury.
I should mention that also in this research, I found out there had been a recall on Blue Buffalo food in 2010 and another in 2013. Plus, I saw that consumer affairs listed 979 complaints for Blue Buffalo, and fewer (838) for Beneful. This definitely concerned me and took that one off the table. But Pulsar didn't seem to be a valid option either due to my concerns about grain-free. I kept digging.
HOMEMADE DOG FOOD
IN SUMMARY
ALSO CHECK OUT
DR. HARVEY'S RECEPTION
MY SYSTEM
TREATS
THOUGHTS?
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Monday, February 2, 2015
Questions
A while back I came across this Pearls Before Swine cartoon.
And while Rat's question is perhaps a bit extreme, it reminded me of this discussion I once heard from a neighbor on a date, chatting after the date right outside my open window.
She told her date that she didn't want to go to heaven. She wanted to go to hell, because that's where all the fun people would be.
The problem though, is that Rat probably couldn't ask his question at church. Nor could my former neighbor share about her thoughts on hell. It's not typically an open-forum place where people can ask their questions, express their doubts, and find answers. Even in a small group setting, where people can actually be engaged in the conversation, there seems to be a limit on how far outside of the "normal Christian doubts" you can go.
On Desperate Housewives, Lynette once went to Brie's church and challenged the status quo. She raised her hand to ask a question about the sermon.
And although the pastor did respond to her questions and invite further dialogue, Brie was openly embarrassed and later criticized her friend, noting that church was not a place you go to ask questions. All too often, that's the way we react to genuine conversation in church.
I wonder if we'd have a better reputation and more visitors if we were willing to have a culture that engaged people and let them express their thoughts and doubts.
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Labels: church, questions, sermons, small groups
Thursday, January 1, 2015
2014 and 2015
2014 is over, and I have to say that my method of making 12 resolutions, 1 per month, did not pan out well. I thought it would be a good way to break things down into smaller goals and give myself a more frequent checkpoint to refocus on my goals...but it just didn't work out that way.
2014 was a pretty good year for me. The biggest thing was that I'm getting my first book published! It's been a dream of mine since I was maybe five or six years old to publish a book, and this April I had a proposal accepted, and the book shipped to the printer a couple weeks ago! Wildly Creative Puzzles With a Point releases on February 10 this year, and I hope it will be an awesome resource to help kids who love puzzles discover more about their faith.
I've always loved puzzles, but I've seen them used in such wasteful ways in the church (and schools). They're not meaningful; they're time fillers. But I didn't believe they had to be. Wildly Creative Puzzles With a Point re-imagines how puzzles can be used in church to help kids discover the Bible...not simply regurgitate facts.
Anyway...that's my plug and my biggest accomplishment for 2014. Otherwise it hasn't been a very eventful year...but that's a good thing. I'd hoped to be ringing in the new year with a new house, but that fell through, so I'll continue the hunt.
For 2015, I did make some resolutions/goals. One is I want to work on writing a novel by writing for just 10 minutes a day, at least 5 days a week.
I also have been working for the past probably 8 or so years writing a devotional inspired by my dogs, with a goal of writing 101 devotions. I hit that number at the end of last year, so I'd like to go through the whole thing and check for repeats, write any more I need in order to replace repeats, polish it up, and submit it to some possible publishers.
I'd also like to open an Etsy shop to sell my crafts.
So really, two of the three aren't habits to form/break, they're just things I want to accomplish at some point in the year. Because really, when I started thinking about resolutions, I started thinking that maybe I'd rather focus on who I want to be than what I want to do in 2015.
And I think the main thing is, I want to be useful. Recently I've been feeling so small, like I see so much wrong with the world and I'm not doing much about it. And I know I can't fix everything. But like the proverbial starfish, I want to make a difference to one person at a time. And as I think about what I can do, my passion for writing comes to mind. And I think if I can let God use me to write and help people, that's what I want to do.
So that's what informed my "resolutions." I want to be useful. I want to give more than I take. I want to seek to understand and empathize rather than to judge. I want to be a grace-filled person. At the end of the year, will I be able to measure how I did? No. But measurement is what doing is about—not what being is about. So, measurable or not, that's who I want to learn to be in 2015.
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Labels: being, being useful, doing, making a difference, new year's resolutions, resolutions, serving God, writer, writing
Thursday, December 4, 2014
Racial Understanding
I grew up in a very white town. In my entire high school of 2,000 students, I can only think of 3 African-American students, and a couple Asian students. And I didn't have classes with any of them, so I really didn't get to know anyone who wasn't white.
My college was slightly more diverse than my hometown...but not by a lot. But my freshman year I volunteered for a tutoring program in inner city Chicago. Once a week a group of us from my college would head into the city and tutor a group of low-income kids, most of whom were black. And it was the first time I'd ever come face-to-face with white privilege.
I remember distinctly the day my eyes were opened to my privilege as a middle-class white person. I was sitting talking with a little girl while she colored. She was probably only 7 or 8. I asked if she had dreams about where she might want to go to college. She said, "I'm not going to college."
"Oh," I said. "What are you going to do after high school?"
"Kill myself."
I was speechless. For me, although I went through a season of not wanting to go to college, it was always an option. A given that that's what you do after high school. This little girl didn't have that option. And not only did she not have that option, but she saw no hope at all for life as an adult.
I suppose I could've had that conversation with a poor child of any race, but the fact is that our system is built in such a way that poverty persists among minorities far more than among whites. Opportunity, while not impossible, is harder to come by for minorities than it is for white people.
After college I went to another very white environment - a large Milwaukee suburban church. Milwaukee, by the way, ranks #1 in the country for being the most racially segregated. That said, I did live in a very diverse apartment complex, but most of my time was spent at my non-diverse church. And there I became friends with an amazing Latina woman, who is married to a wonderfully kind black man.
Her husband frequently studied in our church library during the week. One day he stepped out of the library to make a phone call in the lobby, and someone visiting saw him and reported a "suspicious man" in the lobby, wanting to call the police. I'd never witnessed this kind of racial bias first hand and it took quite a bit of pondering, "Why would they think he was suspicious?" before I realized it was his race. My eyes were opened that day to the realities of being alive while black.
I don't know the details of Michael Brown's death. I don't know if it was a genuine case of a cop exercising appropriate self-defense, or if it was racially driven. But I do know that race does sometimes drive people to fear. That it's possible this was a racially driven incident. And that we'll never have a trial to determine that.
The details of Eric Garner's case are much more clear. None of the ambiguities of Michael Brown's death existed. To me that is a clear-cut case of racism and police going way too far. And yet, no indictment there either.
But here's why I still have hope. I've never heard as much attention given to this issue as I have since Trayvon Martin's death. And while the toll continues to rise of non-prosecuted homicides of black people, I believe our country is poised to change. I've never seen this many people hungry for change, ready to be part of the change. These tragic deaths are losses that can never be justified, but I want them to at least not be in vain. I want them to be the catalyst for change.
I don't know what exactly that looks like. But I have hope that with all the attention people are giving, now more than ever we can change the system that the word "broken" doesn't even begin to describe.
There's still so much I don't know. I think that people in a privileged class are always hesitant to believe they are privileged, because they don't experience the injustice for themselves. And my limited witnessing of injustice doesn't give me the full picture. But I'm hoping that with hashtags like #crimingwhilewhite and #alivewhileblack, the awareness level will rise to a point where things change. Things HAVE to change. #blacklivesmatter
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Sunday, October 26, 2014
Fear
In Exodus 32, the Israelites make a golden calf for an idol, even though God had just rescued them from Egypt and parted the Red Sea so they could escape the ensuing army.
And God gets mad.
He tells Moses the people are stiff-necked and he is going to destroy them. Moses pleads for God to spare them, and he does.
This anger makes total sense to me. They're worshipping an idol, unashamedly engaging in pagan practices even as God meets with their leader to create a covenant. Of course God would be angry. They've betrayed him.
Then I read Numbers 14. An almost identical scene—God gets mad and tells Moses he's going to destroy the Israelites. Moses pleads, and God relents.
Why did God get mad this time? Not because of an idol. Because of fear. The Israelites had sent a few spies into the Promised Land and gotten mixed reviews, so they decide it would be better to go back to Egypt. They decide to appoint a new leader, maybe even kill Moses, and head back.
It struck me as I read this that God got just as mad about the Israelites letting fear hold them back as he did about them worshipping an idol. In fact, fear is a form of idolatry. It's a way of saying, "Sure, God is powerful but this thing that I'm afraid of is more powerful."
The fact is, what God had for the Israelites was so much better than the alternative they wanted to go back to! They had so much more to fear heading back to Egypt than heading into the Promised Land. But Egypt was known—they could rely on themselves. Heading into the Promised Land was unknown, and they had to trust God to get them through it.
I've never worshipped a golden calf. But I have let fear keep me from doing what I know God has for me. I have chosen the path that seems easier, just because I know it and can trust in myself. And that hurts God just as much as worshipping a golden calf.
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