Splat!!!

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I can’t roller skate. Believe me, I’ve tried. I’m such an uncoordinated mess that my feet always end up going twenty different directions resulting in gravity taking its undignified course. In other words—SPLAT!

When I was in college, I’d look at rollerblading students zipping around campus and sigh. Determined to become one of them, I’d strap on my rollerblades and take off. Splat!

I’d read articles about the fitness benefits of roller skating, and figuring that it was good for my health, I’d dig out the rollerblades and launch out boldly. Splat!

I’d read letters from my friends about the fun they were having rollerblading. Feeling that if they could do it—I could—I’d try again. Splat!

I’d watch movies where cute girls rollerbladed next to pretty beaches, and in a frenzy of determined ambition, I would strap my skates on again. Splat!

rollerblade2Now, some people would realize they didn’t have an aptitude for something and give up. Not me. I’m stubborn enough to keep trying until the truth becomes something I can’t ignore. Eventually, after one horrible fall that nearly shook my entire spine to pieces, I took off my skates for the last time and designated them to the dustiest corner of my closet. They reside there to this day. They are stuck behind my unused tennis racket and pair of high heels that I only wear on special occasions when “looking nice” trumps the risk of a broken neck.

Now, why am I talking about roller skates and my failure to master them? It’s because roller skates have taught me an important lesson. I’m me. And that’s okay.

For years, my life was a long, drawn out battle to feel like I “fit in.” Rollerblades became a symbol of that struggle. I wasn’t trying to skate because I enjoyed it, but rather because I felt like I SHOULD enjoy it. When I stopped trying to be something I wasn’t, I allowed myself to become the person I was meant to be. I will probably never zip down ocean-front sidewalks in my rollerblades, but I can zip around my computer writing my blog articles and stories. And you know what? I’m comfortable with that. In fact, I kinda like it.

God made each of us unique. I think that one of our responsibilities as human beings is to explore our uniqueness—and rather than despising it—embrace it.


Hands with writing“For You created my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.”
Psalm 139:13-14

 

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12 thoughts on “Splat!!!

  1. “When I stopped trying to be something I wasn’t, I allowed myself to become the person I was meant to be.” – Absolutely 100% brilliant statement, Danele! I love this. And I am nodding all the way through – ‘cept mine is with ice skates – I thought it was a prerequisite to being Canadian (I emigrated here from UK when I was 11!) So oh, how I related to this post. Funny and thanks for the lovely lesson. Splat!

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    1. Dear Glynis, I’m so glad that you enjoyed this post! I never mastered ice skates either. My attempts with them were even worse than my attempts with roller skates. 🙂 I hope you have a wonderful day! Knowing that you liked my article has made my day bright! Thanks for commenting! 🙂

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  2. Now you’ve done gone to gettin’ personal! 😀 My high school coach gave up…said I held a baseball like a teacup. Wish I could get my husband to give up on developing mathematical skills in my off-the-charts right brain.

    This blog “splats” right in the middle of where we all live, Danele. Thank you for snatching the covers off our insecurities.

    I’ve always marched to my own drum beat and often felt shunned. But somewhere along the way, when Satan speaks to me in that first person singular with a southern accent voice, “I can’t do …..” whatever that is….I’ve learned to reply to myself or whoever (husband when chiding me about anything with numbers). “Yep, I can’t add 2 + 2 and get the right answer, but I can paint a picture–can you?

    We have purposes, His purposes, to fulfill here, but aren’t y’all excited to see how He’s going to fit us all together–a perfect fit–into His forever Kingdom? I can paint and garden and cook…hmm…three of my favorite things!

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    1. Dear Mama G, I’m so glad that you enjoyed this article! I wish I had learned the lesson earlier in my life too!! It would have saved me from all kinds of heartache and embarrassment. 🙂 I hope you have a wonderful day! Thanks for commenting!

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  3. Ann Ellison

    I could handle the roller skates but not the roller blades. I can definitely understand the freedom that comes when you quit trying to meet everyone else’s expectations.

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    1. I agree, Ann! There’s something so freeing about finally accepting who God made you to be. Thank you so much for commenting! I hope you have a wonderful day. (And by the way–I couldn’t master rollerblades OR roller skates. My balance is so off that I can barely ride a bicycle. LOL! 🙂 )

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