From Sunday Scribblings: This seems a close cousin to the prompt from last week, but it's a good one to think about as we look forward to another new year. What have you dared to do this year? How has 2009 dared to treat you? What will you dare 2010? How does dare fit into your life? Have you dared anyone lately?
At the tender age of 47, with two children in grammar school and one in junior high, I went back to school. I had been toying with the idea for a couple of years, but decided that this would be the year and the time to do it. The economy was bad and part time jobs were hard to come by. My goal was to work at the local school but I was told that there were at least 200 people in line for the same job and who needed the money for food.
I spoke with a counselor who told me that I needed three classes to earn an associate's degree. From there I could go to the local university. I took a deep breath and enrolled in a class.
On my way home I almost got a ticket for not wearing a seatbelt. I was in a daze. Thankfully he only gave me a ticket for not having my insurance card in the car and I went to court, with nothing on my record.
I was terrified that I was going to be the oldest one in my class but I figured that having a night class would be to my advantage. My teacher was older than me, thankfully, but I was indeed the oldest one in my class.
My class was "Introduction to Mythology" and I loved the subject. It was so different being in school as an adult rather than a young person struggling to get out of there. I have another friend who took Chemistry and she said she was like a sponge. It's too bad that I wasn't like this as a twenty year-old.
In the coming year, I will have more transitions. I am taking another class, during the day. My husband and I will continue to do music on Sunday morning; at least, that's the plan. I am not sure how I feel about doing music anymore. I am older, heavier and I think they need someone younger upfront. My voice is still ok, but I'm not sure where I belong.
The Bible talks about God speaking to a person in a still, small voice; I have found that it's more like an impression. I feel like that I should be paying for attention to my home. I have tried to spend no time in my house, for many different reasons.
This year will I will dare to love my house. I will dare to bless it and exercise hospitality.
