Five-Minute Friday: Try
Happy Friday, gang! I'm so happy to be back here for my first Five-Minute Friday adventure since moving to Colorado a little over a month ago! It has been such a wonderful experience getting to know this city and carving out a place here, but keeping any sort of routine has been difficult, especially since the kiddos are out of school. Today, though, I had some free time to put fingers to keys, so I took advantage!
Try is an action word and brings with it the image of exerting effort in pursuit of a goal. For quite some time, I'd been afraid of that pesky word, try, because right on its heels, nipping and clawing, was the word failure. I was terrified of failure.
Recently, however, I realized so many of my greatest triumphs were preceded by agonizing defeats. It was those stunning–and often embarrassing–setbacks that sparked my determination to continue on, to not allow that loss to be the end of the chapter.
Looking back at the previous six years, one might consider it a failure. I honestly do. We tried to mold ourselves into what what expected of us by living beyond our means and creating the illusion of (modest) success. Around the tail end of 2014, my husband and I looked at each other and knew what we needed to do: start all over and try again. And by the grace of God, we've been able to do so, which is why, despite having downgraded from a 2000 square foot home in Phoenix to an apartment less than half the size in Denver, we feel more peace, joy, and contentment than ever.
It took an incredible amount of effort to get here–everything we had, to be honest–but that struggle has not only taught us invaluable lessons, but lead to yet another life-giving victory. May I never again lose sight of the significance of pushing towards a worthy endeavor.