I had to use the plunger this morning. I know, not the thing someone would normally put on Facebook. Usually, posts are about beautiful beach vacations or fabulous dinners or selfies with friends. Most of us (i.e. me) like to use social media to present our wonderful gorgeous looking lives, where we are posed perfectly to look thin, and with a face filter to soften the widening wrinkles.
But this is not truth. Truth is plunging the toilet.
Truth is situations in life that make us (i.e. me) feel stuck, a mess, stinky, and needing a major push from God to get moving. (But knowing that truth is hard to swallow sometimes, I’m using a edited photo of Eddie and I on the beach for this post! Hehe)
People have asked me, “Why don’t you write anymore”, and my answer has been, “Because I write about my life
in the moment, and lately a lot of the moments (besides of course the presence of an amazing fiancé) have been pretty crappy. Plus, if I write about what I’m really going through, I run the risk of hurting people, and that’s the last thing I want to do.”
Anne Lamott says, “to be a really great writer you have to write as if the people in our lives are dead”. Maybe this is just one of the many reasons why she is a New York Times best-selling author and I am not.
So, my morning prayer to God when I first opened my eyes was that somehow, I would find the inspiration to write again. The next thing I know, I’m holding the damn plunger. Okay, I get it. Maybe I can write about my life, without people being dead?
So, thanks to a lot shit… I share my truth and hope it will inspire you somehow or at least make you chuckle.
Life is about both good and bad, love and pain, moving and stuck, calm and chaos. And living in that thin line where they meet, well, that is the sweet spot.
Barbara Brown Taylor, another really great successful writer, says, “People encounter God under shady oak trees, on riverbanks, at the tops of mountains, and in long stretches of barren wilderness.” And I will add…while holding a plunger.