Its the first day of May. It may sounds a bit conceited, but I love May because it is my birthday month. I love my birthday – always have. Its is a day of celebration, presents, spending time with loved ones, and seeing a new Marvel movie (for the last seven years there has been one that opens in theaters on my birthday weekend!) This year, I am using May as a time of reflection as well.
I am turning 24. I’m not sure what it is, but this year feels like I’ve finally transitioned to adulthood. I think maybe its because I bought a fridge in cash. That feels really adult to me. I know I’m not even near knowing everything. I like to say “I’m not where I want to be, but I’m also not where I was and I’m glad I’ve made it this far.”
As I reflect on this last year, here are some things I learned:
I hate being a slave to my money.
Ugh. Money is the worst, amirite? Kidding…mostly. I did the typical “turn 18, get a credit card, rack up debt buying stupid stuff (mostly food,)” thing. When Tony and I got married, we would use our credit card under the notion that we would “pay it off next paycheck.” We didn’t. And we didn’t. And we didn’t. $5,000 later and we couldn’t.
I know $5,000 isn’t an insurmountable amount of money, but it had us by the throats. So, we buckled down. We budgeted, we sought mentor-ship and counsel, and we paid every single penny of it off in six months. Now, I’m cannot claim to be a money expert, but I am excited about the freedom that this gives us going forward – the freedom to save for new adventures, make smart and long lasting financial decisions, have zero guilt about our spending, and give even more generously.
I won’t be content with the “promise,” until I learn to be content with the wilderness.
There’s a story in the Bible about a guy named Moses leading the nation of Israel and wandering in the wilderness for forty years. Check it out in the books of Exodus and Numbers. Basically, God delivers his people from slavery and takes them on a journey to a new home – the “Promised Land.” On the way there, they spent time in the wilderness. They whined, complained, turned from God, didn’t trust Him, and were overall just kind of angry.
I spent a season this year as a whiny, complaining Israelite. I wasn’t satisfied with where I was in my life and I made sure people knew it. In the midst of that season, I felt God say to me – “Ariel, if you can’t learn to be happy wherever I ask you to be – you will never be happy in where I’ve destined you to be.” Ouch. Talk about a Holy Spirit gut punch.
The same week that I decided to choose joy instead of self-inflicted suffering – things in my life started to shift. Incredible and new opportunities rose and I stopped wandering and started walking towards the “promise.” I’m deciding that even if my season is unfavorable, I will choose joy.
My personal growth is MY choice.
We’ve all heard that saying “you get out of it what you decide to put into it.” Well, I’m learning that for my life. I will get out of life as much as I choose to. I can choose to veg out and watch teenie-bopper TV shows (and trust me, I still do that sometimes,) or I can choose to invest time in loved ones, a good edifying book, and time outdoors! I get to choose whether to eat fast food, or plan ahead to cook a decent meal. I choose.
For the first half of this year, I chose poorly (cue the old Knight from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.) I binged a bunch of Netflix shows, spent frivolously, ate ice cream almost every day, and was just overall unmotivated. In January, Tony and I decided to set new goals for this year, and some five year goals as well. Since then I have read seven books, paid off our credit card debt, and lost ten pounds! I started this blog, spend time with friends and family regularly, and am more consistent in spending daily time with Jesus.
I’m not where I want to be, but I’m also not where I was and I’m glad I’ve made it this far. I choose to grow, or I am choosing to wither.
So here’s to 24 – to saving for a magnificent trip to Europe, moving towards my dreams, and choosing to grow closer to Jesus everyday.