In some ways, it’s hard to explain what I’m about to. But I’ll try.
After having poured heart and soul into what I loved in the last season of my life, and then closing that chapter, somehow saying yes to anything else looked big and scary. (other than marrying my husband and being his wife, and the small tasks) Anything that involved making a commitment, spending a significant amount of money, investing time and energy, a career.
I felt stuck. And I didn’t like it.
One evening Kevin asked me, what do you want to pursue Liz? Seems like a fairly simple question. After all, most of the time, what I want isn’t rocket science to figure out. But my mind was blank. I don’t know what I want. I don’t know what I want to put my energy into!
Ok, so maybe I have some ideas. But I really don’t know. So, I started naming off some ideas that I could possibly pursue.
Working on my life coaching track.
Start an “instashop”.
Get a “normal” job?
But nothing gripped my heart.
So why did I feel so stuck? Pressure. Pressure was the force that kept me in this state of being stuck. I felt like I needed to choose just the “right” career opportunity. One that would be coupled perfectly with wife life, possibly motherhood someday. And one that I would LOVE. And feel super fulfilled in. There was pressure to choose the right one so that I didn’t spend too much money and then only to find that it’s not ideal, and then money and time was wasted. The pressure I felt robbed me of my freedom to dream. To explore and be creative.
I also realized I had not fully said goodbye to my last season of life, and because of that I wasn’t able to fully say “hello” to something else. If I said “hello”, it meant definite closure to the last chapter. Was I ready for this? (I know that it takes time to say goodbye. It is a process.)
I thoroughly enjoy reading books and listening to podcasts. There was a number of what felt like random (yet I know that God placed them in my path) podcasts I listened to that spoke to me and started to stir things in my heart. Along with some books I was listening to and discussions with my husband and a few others, I started the journey of being unstuck.
I can still remember the day when the pressure lifted! It was incredible.
That day, I chose to listen to “When Your Story Stalls” done by Conversations with John Eldredge. One of my biggest takeaways was be OK with being stuck! Recognize the state you’re in. Don’t try to run. And for sure, don’t run to a quick fix. It only acts like a bandaid, and isn’t healing. Running to the first open door is not the answer. Most of all, invite God into the “stuck”.
And so I did.
And it felt good.
Good to acknowledge, that this is where I am.
Did you know that feeling the pain of being stuck is much more helpful than being stuck and not knowing it? I didn’t actually view me being stuck as something positive until it hit me, that if I didn’t know I was stuck, I could never get unstuck. But I do know, which gives me hope. Thank you Jesus.
A life of comfort is one without tension. And if I didn’t have this tension, I would be flat lining. There is movement! And I suppose this is a good thing!
So that ray of hope gave me wings to dream again.
The sky is the limit! I actually do have things I love to do & could get excited about chasing after! For example: expanding my knowledge on wholesome cooking, organizing, taking photos, blogging, creating, life coaching, counseling, serving and thats just naming a few!
When I walk into a bookstore, which section do I gravitate to? What am I most excited about, because often this is what you end up reading about? Hands down, you can either find me in Christian Non-Fiction or the art section (journals, pens, paper etc). Developing the heart and being creative is what makes my heart stir!
This was the most excited I had felt in a while to pursue something. To pursue, to step out, to take a risk.
So, there you have it. In a nutshell, my journey of being stuck & becoming unstuck.
I’m currently in the dreaming stage. I’ve looked into a few job opportunities, and have had a few opportunities come my way without even trying. Wow! Timely.
While I’m dreaming, I’m also waiting. Waiting for what is next, because I’m still not sure. I’m ok with waiting.
So, if you’re stuck, will you do yourself a favor and acknowledge it? Be OK with it? Most certainly, your story won’t be like mine. But I do know, that being stuck isn’t the end of your story.