I love Anne Lamott. She grew up in a crazy, alcoholic, dysfunctional family—and still manages to be a kind and “normal” person. After battling her own addictions from her early teens, Anne went clean—and has remained sober for about 30 years. She now is a prolific writer whose religion, faith and spirituality frequently show up in her work. She writes great fiction and even better essays. Anne has fully embraced social media and posts frequent and biting commentaries on her favorite topics--faith, politics, religion, and writing--on both Facebook and Twitter. Her Bird by Bird first made me consider being a writer. Her numerous treatises on God, faith and religion help me feel like I am not alone on this wacky journey of trying to worship the Lord amidst deeply flawed human beings. That's why I love Anne Lamott.
My two-week jury service continues. So far, I haven't been called in for jury selection, but there are still four days left. I will keep planning my week and including things that I am really looking forward to doing, including:
In my last post, I wrote about the challenges of going through a period of change. Knowing that it is going to be hard helps somewhat, but I still feel yucky most of the time. This morning, I decided it was time to shift my perspective. I began to look for a sense of peace and ease--grace and patience with myself--in the midst of the upheaval. I decided to think about what is good, honorable, noble, excellent and praiseworthy. That reminded me of the Bible and God's promises. Then I started working on my list.
A jury notice arrived in the mail a few months ago, and I put the dates on my calendar. The notice said that I should call the night before my first scheduled day to appear to see if they would need me. I had the feeling they wouldn’t. I’ve been called for jury duty several times in the past, and I never seem to make the cut. With the dates on my calendar, I went about my normal life, scheduling appointments throughout my two-week period of service.
Today a business colleague asked me the source of my confidence. I was a little thrown by her question. Me, confident? That label didn’t seem correct. I worry. I stress. I feel anxious and uncertain most of the time. I do not consider myself a confident person at all.
As I thought about how to answer her, I realized that I am confident about a few things:
Crystal Moore began her wellness quest in 2003 after being diagnosed with lupus. Her quest has led her to embrace yoga, faith, exercise, healthy eating, and relationships. Share her journey.