When you decide to go all in there will come times when you get your toes stepped on. Your feathers ruffled and maybe just maybe you will get your heart broken.
I'm not sure the exact time and day that I committed to being all in. And I am not sure it happened in one moment. Rather an accrual of moments. Being all in for me is a purposeful choice. I want to be in this moment. Breathing and experiencing it. I have seen it role modeled and it is very beautiful to me. I want my attention, my heartbeat my soul to be present in the current moment, so as to experience it fully. I think I am choosing each and every day to become more and more committed.
Being fully committed for me can be taxing and tiring, but hey I only have one life to live right? I am girlie filled with some empathetic and sympathetic emotions and I have committed to allow those to share in the celebration and heartache of those around me.
Maybe that's what Jesus did.
Maybe when He committed to love He had no boundaries or limits.
So part of being all in for me involves this same committed love.
It really isn't even a me thing at all.
I was sitting there Sunday morning and up on the screen in front of me the speaker put up a picture.
An African girl. About 8-9years old. Barefoot. Dress. Huge yellow tote for collecting water in her right hand. A long stick in her left hand.
I never got to see her face.
But I saw her heart.
A heart fully committed.
Committed to live life each day.
Just like me.
I am not sure she could express to me how hard her life is. I am not sure she fully knows.
And maybe I am assuming she has it hard.
When I heard that she walks barefoot 6 miles to get water for her family 3 times a day. She carries the stick in her left hand to fight off those that wait along the trail to snatch her away. 18 miles every single day to fill this yellow tote with water, not clean water, but the water she can get for her family.
She is committed.
How can I be more committed today than I was yesterday?
It was shortly after seeing this precious girl that I decided I wanted her life to be easier. Again she might not view it as hard, but in moments of my heart breaking I knew it could be easier.
I am committed to train for 16 weeks.
I am committed to pray for her, her family, her neighbors. Her country.
I am committed to run for water.
I am committed to run a full marathon, 26.2 miles for the very first time on purpose!
I want to be okay with having my heart broken on purpose!
I want to respond to the heart breaking and be committed to love.
Please join me in living life on purpose.
What can you do today to be more aware and fully committed?