Tuesday, November 15, 2011

To tweet or not to tweet?

I have a feeling that I am not the only one that has typed out a status update on Facebook, was about to hit return, and paused. Pause. Should I really write this?

I also have a sinking feeling that most of us type out one of the below ten things and let the tweets fly. There it goes. Into the world and ready to make waves. But as it turns out, these waves are capsizing people all over your little corner of the internet.

Is it revolutionary for us to start being responsible for what we put out into the world? HECK YES. And chances are, you've broken a lot of these rules, and so have I, but let's just put pride aside and admit that all of us need to change the way we use the technology beast.

  1. Countdowns. Countdowns to your wedding, your move, your birthday, your graduation, your anything. Your countdown updates are our groans and eye rolling. The ones that you know and love already know the dates that are important in your life. The rest of us just feel like our lives aren't as exciting because we have nothing to count down to.
  2. Angsty song lyrics that are actually about your ex. We all know it's not just song lyrics. And we are all wondering if your ex has seen it and what other public fallout will ensue. 
  3. The sarcastic update. You know the one. It's the veiled complaint, the reference to your sweet life that is actually a long list of complaints because of school, family frustrations, work, etc. Wouldn't it be awesome if we were just straight up about this stuff and call it like it is?
  4. The mean girl statement. You know that this status is for an audience of one: the person that hurt you. It's passive aggressive, and it's public. Bad combo.
  5. Rap lyrics. Pretty much, all rap lyrics are foul play. But if it's Young MC I think that's awesome.
  6. Breaking news! It's snowing! 2 hour delay! Hey, did you hear what happened at Penn State? Carolina won! State lost! We know...we know.
  7. MAKE THIS YOUR STATUS AND FACEBOOK WILL DONATE 45 CENTS TO SAVE A LITTLE BOY'S LIFE! No they won't. Haven't you seen Social Network? Mark Zuckerberg is not a facebook philanthropist.
  8. My team rules. Your team sucks. Do we realize that when we make sides like these, we are alienating a whole other group of people? State or Carolina, Democrat or Republican, does it matter? We are all people and we all deserve to be loved and accepted. We all have value, regardless of social or political associations.
  9. The I'm gonna make you jealous tweet. I'm in the 3rd row! I just got a new car and here's a picture! Check out my new UGGS! It's painful because it's obvious. It's also painful because it does make us jealous. Hopefully, that's not your conscious intent. Hopefully, one day we won't care as much about what we have or have not.
  10. The philosopher. Guilty! I am guilty as charged! I break this one all the time. My only reservation for this is that, a lot of people don't care what I have to say...until they know that I care about them.
I don't know what the next big thing will be in social media, but I do know that it's not going away. So we have to be responsible. We just do. And now, everyone can call me out when I break one of my own judgmental rules. Bring it, people! I need it as much as, and probably more than you do!
-Liz

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Yes, I have an opinion. But maybe you didn't ask for it?

In light of recent events, I thought I might remind everyone that I have an opinion. About a lot of things. In fact, I am quite opinionated. I believe that there is a superior kind of peanut butter and it's crunchy. I feel strongly that you should always tip your waitress because even if she was terrible, she deserves it. I believe in holding the door open, saying thank you, giving a courtesy laugh every now and then, and that New Jersey is by far the best Real Housewives franchise that's ever been.

I have opinions. And I am realizing that these opinions, out of context, can cast judgment and alienate people. Yes, I am talking about your Facebook status options.

We have lots of options. Just today, I wanted to write about ten different things for my Facebook status but didn't. What stopped me? God. I thought about God. I thought about Jesus, specifically. He had this unbelievable way of knowing people's stories. He was the only one that had the right to judge because He was God, but He never left people feeling judged. He left people challenged, loved, and changed. Do my opinions do that? My random opinions are powerful, and can leave people judged. Especially when they are a Facebook status, or a tweet, or a text.

If you ask me my opinion, I will gladly share. Because that probably means that we know each other, and we know a little bit about each other's stories. That makes our relationship the priority over our opinions.

I guess my thought today is...what if we chose relationships over being right? What if I placed my value in giving and accepting love and not being the smartest or snarkiest person on the internet? A lot of what ifs. But unfortunately, a lot more opinions being thrown every which way.

Seriously though, crunchy peanut butter is WAY better than creamy. For that, I will not apologize.

-Liz

Monday, November 7, 2011

“So where have you been all semester?”

I didn’t even know how to respond because I couldn’t come up with a quick enough lie. The reality is that I haven’t been around. I haven’t really been that social. I haven’t made the biggest effort in the world to hang out with people. I have been intentionally keeping people at a distance.

Truth is, I get scared that people can’t relate to what I think, how I feel, or how I have changed over the past few years. It’s scary to put yourself out there, being open and real with someone, and being exposed to potential judgment.

Have you ever felt like you were so misunderstood that it would be a waste of time to let someone get to know you? I have wasted this semester being trapped in a lie and believing something about myself that just isn’t true. I am slowly starting to believe that there are people who want to get to know me and that I can’t be afraid to show them who I really am.

What is keeping you from letting people in? Maybe you’re too prideful to apologize or forgive someone close to you. Maybe you see something about yourself that you want to change, but it seems too hard or even impossible. Or maybe there is a comfort, a person or a thing, that you hold on too so tightly because you’re scared of what your life would look like without it. I know that feeling well.

But we’re not called to let our comforts and our fears grab hold of us; we are called to love. My ridiculously short life on earth is to be a result of simply just loving my friends, family, and everyone around me. I see more and more that when I choose to keep myself at a distance, physically or emotionally, I am not living out the only true purpose my life has to offer. We tend to make it harder than it needs to be, and it’s actually really simple. Just having the time to spend with someone, or even to talk to someone, could change a life. It could even be yours. So instead of hiding behind our fears and our flaws, we can be real and acknowledge the things in life that hold us back from simply loving those around us.

Maybe instead of pulling out the “I’m too busy” card or putting life-wasters before people, we suddenly become available. We reprioritize our schedules so that life doesn’t just pass us by like it has been, and will continue to do.

I know that it’s time to make myself available. No more walls, no more comfort zones. Someone is waiting for me to encourage them and to BE encouraged in return. It’s time I stop believing the lie that I don’t have something to offer, because even its just showing love, that’s enough.

And it’s not just my time; it’s your time too.
-Dee

“You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven." Matthew 5:14-16

Friday, November 4, 2011

Hallway Etiquette

Remember in high school when you were in the hallway between classes and there was that one other person coming down the hallway? You know them, but not that well. Or, you had some awkward interaction with them in the past and you would just rather not see them.

You know what I'm talking about. You're at work, you're heading to the bathroom, and in the distance here comes that person that you would just, rather not see. You groan under your breath. You might sigh. Do you pretend to check your phone for a text? Do you take a fake phone call?

We have hallway options. Here are a few great ones I've seen (I'll never admit to doing any of these):

  1. Head down. The whole time. No eye contact.
  2. Looking past the person, like there is something SO interesting behind them. No eye contact.
  3. Head turned the other way. Sometimes WAY the other way. Hey, what's out the window? I don't care, it's gotta be better than talking to you.
  4. Phantom phone call. Listening to a voicemail? Checking the invisible text? Yeah, you're not fooling anyone.
  5. Head nod. Acknowledgement, but no words.
As I got older, I guess I thought that hallway etiquette would become more black and white. It's really not. Now, I think I tend to overcompensate. Am I being authentic? Am I being considerate? Did I just sound fake when I asked how that person was?

I would like to propose that we outlaw the "How are you?" question in a passing hallway conversation. I never stop and want an answer. What if, instead of getting the reply of "Good, how are you?" I got the sometimes painfully honest answer of "I'm actually not good, and I'm so glad you asked me because I would love to talk to someone about it." 

If someone answered me in that way, I would already be too far out of earshot to hear them, because I simply, don't wait for an answer, nor do I expect one.

When we ask someone how they are, are we just being polite? What's the slogan of MTV's The Real World? Let's stop being polite, and start getting real. And I don't mean reality show real, I mean, being willing to share pain real. And that starts with a stop in the hallway.

Who's keeping it real NOW?!

-Liz

Monday, October 31, 2011

Keeping up with the Kardashians...unfortunately.

BREAKING NEWS!

Not really.

Kim Kardashian is getting a divorce. 72 days after getting married. On television. For her tv show. On E!

My reason for blogging about this is not to judge or become more cynical about the world. But, I do have some observations.

For a while now, I have wondered why Kim Kardashian is famous. I've wondered why most of the high school and middle school girls I know do, in fact, keep up with that whole family. I found out that she initially was Paris Hilton's best friend and that's how she landed on America's radar. And then, a series of bad decisions actually made her MORE famous. Yes, I smirk when they spoof the sisters on SNL, and yes, I am guilty of some severe eye rolling when I hear one of them talk.

My greatest observation today, though, is this: we seem to be a culture that idolizes flawed celebrity, because it might be too much of a stretch to idolize people that actually do great things. In my parents' generation, they idolized astronauts, well-educated sports icons, squeaky clean pop stars. People that were famous for doing big things. In my generation, we idolize broken people that are famous for - being in the tabloids?

And I think it's because we can HANDLE that. If I idolize someone that walked on the moon, I have to believe that maybe, just maybe, I could one day do something that great. If I idolize Kim Kardashian, I believe that I too, can become famous for being...famous. And it's almost expected that I mess up because, I haven't done anything quite magnificent yet. It wouldn't hurt so bad if I failed.

Take it one step further. Get more personal. Do we build people up only to later have the option of tearing them down? It seems like that's the American way. We love watching a good wedding, but we might love a nasty divorce even more. Those people's problems make my life look normal. Ouch.

If we all decided to leave the Kardashians alone and had to deal with the life in front of us, things would be a whole lot different. This pressure cooker we are building of Famous America is never going to satisfy. The sooner we get that, the sooner we can all find the purpose we were created for. And if that means marriage, may it be a marriage that lasts longer than 72 days!

-Liz

Sunday, October 30, 2011

A hundred gifts for a hundred families.

 I guess that if I convey my passion for this project enough, people will contribute. In less than two months, I am returning to Jamaica, to stay with the people that changed my life forever. And if that doesn't blow my mind enough, we've been asked to go back in March to deliver one hundred bins of clothes and bibles to one hundred families.

These are not Jamaican families that live near the coast with jobs, running water, and electricity. They live in a room with four walls that they are proud to call home. Kids everywhere, family lines blurred, and communities supporting each other. They hold on to each other because they don't have things to hold on to.

Pause. What if I lived like that? What if I held on to people more than I hold on to my...possessions? What if my deep friendships outnumbered my things? My dishes? My books? My t-shirts?



Here is our opportunity to make this project happen. One hundred families need to be provided for. You click here, and you have options:

  1. You live near one of the listed pick-up locations, and you adopt a family to shop for.
  2. You donate $50 to cover shipping for a family's bin.
  3. You donate $100 to cover shipping AND shopping for a family's bin.
I have this desire in my heart to be a part of something bigger than myself. So, I know that you do, too. This is a chance to make a sacrifice. Let's skip the restaurants this week and give a family clothes. Let's tell our neighbors and our churches and our friends and our schools and our work. The one thing we CAN'T do...is nothing. 

"For whatever you do for the least of these, you do for me." -Matthew 25:40
-Liz

Friday, October 28, 2011

You've been watching too many extreme weight loss shows.

Six weeks ago I started getting really serious about losing weight. And for six weeks, I've struggled. See, I want quick fixes. I want immediate results. I want to be finished, so I can go back to El Dorado and eat three baskets of chips with the Mexican flag (sour cream, salsa, and guacamole, if you were wondering).

Why is it surprising that I want immediate gratification without the work and the waiting? I live in America. I live in a town where I can literally dream up of something delicious I want to eat or drink, and I can drive within ten minutes of any option imaginable. I can have a hot meal in 60 seconds. I can get on my computer and have a pizza delivered to my house. I can even pay a delivery guy to go to McDonald's for me so I can be a shut-in and never have to leave the comfort of my own home.

Comfort.

I was watching this show called "I Used To Be Fat" where high school kids lose 50 pounds in 2 months. And the show is only an hour long, so that seems easy and doable. And then I can flip over to the Biggest Loser where a guy can lose 17 pounds in a week. After that, I might catch Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss edition where a lady loses 150 pounds in a year. But again, it only took me 60 minutes to watch that happen, so, that seems easy.

Here's what I am figuring out about myself: I am impatient. I want it now. There is growth in the process. There is growth in the process!

So if God tells me to wait, I'll wait. And in the waiting, I will be obedient. I am actively waiting for God to work in me, and He really is. I am learning what Go|Change|Move is really about. It's about being uncomfortable enough to change. And isn't that what God is about?

God loves me so much, that He meets me where I'm at. He also loves me enough to not leave me that way.

-Liz