The Half-Way Place…

Standard
The Half-Way Place…

A few months ago I was at a popular “younger people” clothing store in the mall purchasing a couple of shirts. The eighteen-ish year old kid behind the counter was making small talk with me when his eyes lit up with recognition. “Hey, did you use to teach second grade at such-and-such elementary?” he blurted out excitedly. “Me?” I looked around to be sure he was in fact talking to me. He was.

I laughed out loud, realizing that he obviously wasn’t a very good judge of age if he thought I could have possibly been HIS second grade teacher. And then I did the math.

Good gracious. Geez. For real?

I was, indeed old enough to have been this kid’s second grade teacher. Just barely, but the problem is, HE thought I was obviously old enough. Growing up is weird. One day you realize that other people actually see you as an adult. It’s a scary thing, because I suppose none of us ever feel all grown up on the inside.

And I’m turning forty this year, did I mention that? It’s really thrown me, and I’m surprised because I’ve never thought much about age at all. For the first time maybe ever, I am aware that there’s an actual timeline. Dreams and goals that have always floated around somewhere out there in the nebulous “someday”, suddenly feel urgent. I know too well that life can change on a dime, and that there’s no time like the present to act on those things that God has hard-wired into us.

My grandfather Zig Ziglar, was the most dedicated and methodical goal-setter I have ever known. He had an amazing way of taking a huge dream and breaking it down into small, doable mini-goals that seemed completely plausible. He made it look so easy. Now, more than ever, do I have an appreciation for his instruction in this area. I can still hear his voice asking “When are you gonna write your book Sunshine? Are you journaling all of your adventures?” I always assured him that I would and that I was. What I wouldn’t give to talk to him about all this turning forty stuff and timelines and goals.

This week I came across a wonderful book called God is Always Hiring-50 Lessons for Finding Fulfilling Work, by Regina Brett. The title caught my eye in the book store and I spent the next hour camped out on the carpet reading. Instead of chapters, the book is divided into lessons, with each lesson taking three to four pages. The lessons were reminiscent of my grandfather’s philosophy and endeared me to the book instantly. I am only to lesson eighteen, but I am devouring the insight Regina shares and it is speaking so pointedly to where I find myself at this half-way place in life.

I don’t know the author, and this is the first work of hers that I have read, so although I sound like I’m pitching and promoting, I’m really just excited about what I’m reading. Maybe you find yourself at a half-way place in life, or feeling like God is doing something new in your heart; changing your direction or steering you towards a specific goal. Look at some of these “lessons”….

1. When you don’t get what you want, you get something better – experience.

2. Everything changes when you change.

3. Burying your talents won’t make them grow.

4. What they call you is up to them. What you answer to is up to you.

5. In the drama of life, there are no small parts.

6. Give others a second chance to make a first impression.

7. Every job is as magical as you make it.

8. There’s time for everything, but not always at the same time.

9. Only you can determine your worth.

10. Even the mistakes belong

11. If you’re going to doubt anything, doubt your doubts.

12. Sometimes the job you want is the job you already have.

13. Most of the time, the only person in your way is you.

14. God is still speaking.

Good stuff. And that’s just fourteen of the lessons. I’m looking forward to reading on, and I expect the pages to be highlighted and dog-eared to death by the time I’m done.

Each new season of life is unexplored territory. Other travelers can describe the scenery, warn you about the potential pit-falls and roadblocks and attempt to forecast the weather. But you really just don’t know until you get there, set your bags down, the ones full of your life experience, hopes and heartaches, and survey the landscape for yourself. You look through different eyes, that have seen different things. You bear God’s unique imprint and you bring that into each new season.

Eleanor Roosevelt said “You must do the thing which you think you cannot do.”

I’ve always loved that quote. It challenges me to face my fears head-on and to conquer that in myself which feels inadequate. This half-way place for me is an awakening. What dormant dream has God deposited in your heart that needs to be dusted off and brought out in to this new season?

 

About Amey Fair

I am Amey Fair, wife to Nathan, and home-educating Mom to Benjamin (9), Averic (7), Deacon (4) and Phoebe (2) . Phoebe was diagnosed with a rare childhood malignant brain cancer called Atypical Teratoid Rabdoid Tumor on January 1, 2012. She had complete resection surgery to remove the tumor on January 4th and began chemotherapy using the Dana Farber protocol on January 26th. A few weeks ago I was sleeping in the chair next to Phoebe's bed in the hospital when I heard her little voice drawing me out of sleep. It was 3 am and it took me a minute to shake off the slumber. "Mommy I'm a mean girl" I thought she said. "No Phoebe, you're a nice girl!" I replied. "No Mommy, I'm a MIRACLE!" Phoebe said. "I'm a MIRACLE, I'm a MIRACLE, I'm a MIRACLE!" she continued on. My tears welled up and spilled over as she made her declaration. Phoebe doesn't know the word "miracle" nor the concept, she's only 2. It was as if the Lord was speaking through her like a prophetic utterance. She fell right back to sleep and I sat there awake, lingering in the magical moment. Less than 40 children are diagnosed with Phoebe's type of cancer in the U.S. each year. This is why it's called "ATYPICAL Teratoid Rabdoid Tumor". So, I have titled this blog in honor of Phoebe, our "Atypical Miracle". We are YWAM'ers, serving in missions through Youth With A Mission since 1998. Before returning to the states 1 year ago, we lived near Guadalajara Mexico for 3 years. It was during our year of agricultural missions training in Waco, TX that Phoebe began exhibiting symptoms from the pressure of the tumor on her brain. Weight loss, lethargy, extreme thirst and vomiting were her symptoms. We have been granted sabbatical during this time to focus on Phoebe's intensive chemotherapy treatment and are renting a home in Dallas near the Children's hospital where Phoebe is being treated. Like the woman who touched the hem of Jesus' robe in Luke chapter 8, we cling to Him, knowing that He is Phoebe's healer. If we can just touch Him, be near Him, bring Phoebe to Him each day, we have hope. He is our hope. Thank you for coming along on this journey with our family. It's therapeutic for me to write it all out, and in so doing, I hope God will use it for His glory.

14 responses »

  1. Amy, I am loving reading your blog. Today’s was such a lesson to me…of course I know there are places for 60+ too..I always try to be the smile in someones life and have read that by giving your smile may be the only one that person sees, so thank you for being the smile in my life today…..

  2. Amy, sweet Amy🙋🌹❤️! It is time girl for You to start writing😃👍🙏! This just proves it and puts the icing on the cake for me. I don’t read much except a Bible Study my group that I have been with since I started praying for our precious little Phoebe girl several years ago, (Thank you Jesus 🙏🌟🌹❤️!) but Your writings Are so precious filled with love and wonder and delight and just bring Life to each sentence with such simple clarity that is easy reading for me that I can breeze through and feel like I have enjoyed a romp with a deer in a meadow😉! You are probably laughing or saying to yourself ” say what????” But girl, that is the simple, plain Jane me who appreciates the wonder of “Hinds Feet in High Places” where there is a flower blooming in a crack in a mountain wall that only gets a drop of water from condensation because the Father sees to it😉, And “Jesus Calling”, and “My Utmost for His Highest” ( now that one IS deep). These have taken me years were most people read in a month.

    Yours I could read and enjoy like a daily devotional…. Stories you all have done or gone through or stories you have heard….. You just need to take a breathe and a sweet prayer of submission and ask His approval and what He wants you to write Because the times need His love and stories for His people of today👍🌹😉🙋🙏! You Can Do This ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️! Love, Terri

    Sent from my iPhone

    >

  3. You will always be that sweet friend to me! You challenged me 17 years!( Eek! )ago to follow Jesus with everything. I look forward to see all that God had for you.. and what He has for me too!

  4. Amey, your joy spills onto the screen like ink splashed onto a page! Rejoicing with you that God put the right book in your hand to inspire you during this season!

  5. Haha! though people always guess me as roughly a decade younger than I am, an obviously vision impaired cashier at my local grocery offered me the senior discount last week. I was so shocked I couldn’t even respond. Time does march on, huh?

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s