The middle matters most...november 28th 2009

You woudn't put 2 pieces of bread together and eat them, you wouldn't go watch a football game and show up at the end, you wouldn't put a movie in and forward it to the last scene and you wouldn't read a book starting at the last chapter. But i do that all the time and that is just stupid.It is the middle that matters the most and so it is with life. It seems to me, i have been a forwarder, wanting to skip all those middles , just to find out the end. Maybe i tried middles for awhile and didn't like the experience so i just decided to skip it all. I love trails. I'll say it again, I love trials.though some may laugh at what i consider to be a trial, they are real to me.But the reality is, i am surrounded by more blessings than i could ever count. If i have tagged you in this story it may because you are referenced or just simply because i wanted you to hear what i have to say. The other day a friend told me that i want to skip the middle and find out what the end is without the experience. I thought about that and it is true! I am sure i am not the only one but so many times we don't want to risk the middle and want to save our bruised hearts from fear of an ending we don't want to experience. I wonder how many opportunities i have missed because i was whining like a baby because i didn't want to experience the middle.My mind goes so fast and slowing down has never been an option for me, but why can't it be? I love love love the examples i have in my life. I have a circle of good girlfriends in my life, and i love sitting with them and chatting and laughing about the mysteries of a man. I have always found it humorous that women are always blamed for being mysterious and aloof, when i think maybe men are the leaders of the pack (haha).It is simply the GAME and you have a choice. You can play or don't have to but it is a game regardless and if you want any exciting middle you have to play it. I shouldn't go through life playing the game with half of my heart. Half is for wimps. The entire heart has to be checked into the game or i'm gonna get benched. The sidelines are boring. The more you play the higher the risk you will have to get hurt but then at the end of the game you are strongest :)So, i am like a leader. I will hold my girls hands, as we run up and down the field and let some hands go as they find the one to settle the game for them.You win and you lose, but even when you lose you can still be part of the game again.You keep playing, because the excitement isn't just at the end when you win but it is mostly about "the middle." DURING the game is when the best experience happens. The game isn't really over until we die and even at that we just start playing a new kind of game.While i am asking a million "what if's" i am losing my time to play the game. While i am complaining i am missing passes and chances.Guess what, i am a woman and with that package comes emotion (haha) but so does forgiveness, laughter and a few of my pleasant little tricks :) so it is time to put up or shut up huh.Sistas, he is playing the game too so Jump in, take a deep breath and have a good time.And for those of you who have been playing the game and succeeded rock on.Thanks for the example. Enjoy the middle because it matters most.