Meant to Shine

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

by Marianne Williamson

Monday, December 20, 2010

Day 05: A Song that Reminds You of Someone

Hello, hello, hello,

I have officially talked to 3 people who have read this blog [embarrassingly happy happy dance]. If there are more out there who are reading this and haven't talked about it with me, let me know! I hypothesize that there is a direct relationship between the amount of people who have read my blog and the embarrassment level of my happy dancing.  Today's theme [Yay! I'm on time!] is a song that reminds me of someone which just so happens to be...

"Stained Glass Masquerade" by Casting Crowns. This song reminds me of a shitty point in my life. It takes me to the end of eighth grade right before my Confirmation. This song was playing during a candlelight ceremony on my Weekend of Decision [the weekend before my Confirmation when I decide whether or not I would like to become a member of the Presbyterian church]. I remember sitting on the stairs, crying, not really sure why, but I was crying. And during this song, a sophomore [as far as I was concerned, she was the coolest person on the planet, remember I was in eighth grade] sat down next to me and put her arm around my shoulders. She didn't say anything, she just held me and we cried.

I sincerely doubt that she remembers this, but I do. I felt like shit and she was there for me. I decided to get confirmed that weekend. I wanted to be a part of a community that would be there for me when I was at my worst. Since then, I have lost much of my faith and much more of my connection to the church. But I spend every moment of my life trying to be that sophomore who held me when I felt like a nobody. Thanks, Melanie. You will probably never read this, but I appreciate it.

With Christmas only a few days away, try to help somebody out. You don't have to change a life, but people really do appreciate the little things. Here's to helping that mother of four pack up the groceries, here's to putting a dollar into the bell-ringer's bucket [God knows, they are freezing their asses off.], and here's to being the one to make a difference. Good night and merry Christmas.
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