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Great Writers Series: Initiate

~~ Luke 14:25-27 (ERV) ~~  Many people were traveling with Jesus. He said to them, “If you come to me but will not leave your family, you cannot be my follower. You must love me more than your father, mother, wife, children, brothers, and sisters—even more than your own life! Whoever will not carry the cross that is given to them when they follow me cannot be my follower.



by Carley Cooper

It’s day three of the 15 Habits of Great Writers challenge.  Just to recap for those new to this series:
  • On day one the assignment was ‘Declare’; that is to tell the world that ‘I am a Writer’. 
  • Day two, was to Believe that ‘I am a Writer’.  The most important thing I need to do this is faith; in God, so that my fears can be overcome and His blessings will be free to flow.  

The third habit of great writers Jeff Goins says is to ‘Initiate’.  A great writer will initiate that ‘big’ project they’ve always wanted to do; that thing that we’ve always delayed because of our fears.  Great writers, and great people in general, push through the fears and come out on top with a finished project.  Successful, bigger-than-life people, don’t just dream; they do. 

Well, technically I’ve already done that; started my big writing project that is.  As a matter of fact, it half done.  Though I started in a few years ago, I’ve been working on it, seriously, for seven months now.  But, like most issues in my life, nothing is ever quite that cut and dried with me.  Things are always big and dramatic; which is a Bipolar Disorder (BPD) symptom.  I have initiated my project, but there is still more important initiation to be done before I can progress toward being a great writer.

Like, yesterday’s assignment, as I did some reading, and some soul searching, God spoke to me about some important things.  Part of these wonderful habits I’m learning, that I need, is that I write every day.  Honestly, that’s one habit that I really have to work on a lot.  If I really sat down to write every day, my book would probably be finished by now.  I keep telling myself that I’m too busy to write every day, or I’m not disciplined enough, or I need some time management skills, or my health issues have take priority.  Granted all these are true, but they are all great excuses to delay completion of this book.  It seems that fear of success is not new and unique.    I came to realize that one of my fears likely is of being successful.  You see, I was also one of those kids that Jeff Goins talks about that wanted to be chosen to be part of the team.  The difference is that I never yelled “Pick me.”  I desperately wanted to be picked to play; but my biggest fear was also that I would be, so I would go to the back of the group in hopes that I would be overlooked and forgotten. 

If you’re a regular follower than you’ve already heard me mention that I have been extremely Social Phobic my whole life.  I am changing, and how that’s been happening is a big part of my story that I’m writing in this book.  God has done amazing transformation within me.  But, again, I am not a finished work just yet.  Changing my thinking patterns started out a few years ago with a conscious goal and effort, by positive affirmations written on index cards.  This is a very complex issue, and positive affirmations alone probably won’t win the battle, but it will help a great deal.  It’s been a great contributor to the progress I’ve made in changing my thinking patterns; and overcoming Social Anxiety (SAD) and Bipolar dragon I fight every day.  Part of my assignment for today was to write down in a secret place “I am a ____”, and tuck it away for another day.  Mr. Goins says “Yes, this is hokey, and yes, I want you to do it, anyway.”  My first thought was “No, it’s not hokey.  It is another positive affirmation to add to my stack of cards, bible verses, and the sticky notes on my mirrors.”  I saw this as just another small confirmation from God, that this is the right direction for me to be following.  Of course, I also think it could be God’s sense of humor happening here since “hokey” is how I’ve felt my whole life, about myself.  Maybe that’s a sign that it is.  Either way, it works for me.    

Another revelation in my prep work today was that some of my issues are, at least in part, enforced by other sources.  I seriously wonder why my life didn’t seem to go the way that everyone else has.  Part of it is the SAD and BPD, I know that.  I also know that most BPD sufferers, though they go through much trauma wouldn’t push a button to be released from their Bipolarity in exchange for “normal” if they could.  I feel the same way.  As much as I have longed to fit it, I’m learning that this is different than being ‘normal’.  I seriously thought for many years, that I was the only one who didn’t know what their dreams were.  I was very embarrassed about it, would never mention it, and made big decisions based on it.  I’ve learned, thanks again to Mr. Goins, that feeling different, and having difficulty combining creativity and productivity does not completely stem from mental health disorders or negative thinking.  They are also issues with creative personalities; as are things like not wanting to submit to authority, super sensitivity, associating our identity with our work, having problems receiving constructive criticism, selling anything (including ourselves), and having a habit of beating ourselves up the most.  So it seems that it’s just who I am.  There’s no getting away from it.  God reinforces everything worthwhile in our lives.  Not only I am different because of these issues, but because I am a child of God that is called to be different (Luke14:25-27 (ERV)).  Of course, now that I am coming to terms with my differentness; Jeff Goins says “There’s just one catch: Weird isn’t weird anymore!”  It’s the norm these days.  Huh!  Well, it’s about time!

God has taught me in recent years, that stepping out of my comfort zone is something He will absolutely insist on.  However, He’s also shown me that despite the pain it can cause sometimes, that I like to challenge myself.  This is new and exciting for me.   Granted, it’s maybe thirty years late, but I’ve finally come to know in my heart what my dream is.  That thing that I am meant to do with my life; I am a writer.  It is me, and the confirmation everywhere.  It’s OK to be different.  It’s who I am.  I have initiated my big project already.  Pastor Henry, has told me a hundred times that “God does not waste anything.”   In this case, it’s my BPD and its effect on my creativity.  When I’m in a mania period, my creativity sours.  This is one of the reasons why BPD suffers wouldn’t choose to be ‘normal’.  There are some BPD sufferers that even have talents that they don’t have otherwise.  It’s a wonderful feeling, and my writing really is so much better during those times.  So, not only am I a writer who’s writing, I have the God-given creative talent that I need to complete it.

However, there is still another initiation that needs to be done in order for me to go as far as He wants me to in this expedition toward the goal of becoming a great writer.  The assignment for today is to “start something you’re scared of”.  Yea, thanks for the tip Jeff, but it’s the ‘scared’ part that bothers me.  In order for me to fulfill my calling, and complete one of my biggest dreams, I have to step out of my comfort zone and be social.  I have to mingle with the world more.  It is a common SAD trait that we tend to choose vocations that keep us in the ‘safe zone’ away from the world.  I am fully aware that this is probably one of the reasons why I like being a writer.  I can do it as much as I want, for as long as I want, and I don’t have to leave my apartment very often.  That something, that I  have to initiate in order for my dream, and His will, to be done is that I have to become a real functioning, participating human being.  Shoot!  There’s always a catch!  Of course, God has a plan.  This week there are two social functions that I have to participate in.  Deep inside, I’d rather listen to fingernails on a chalk board than go to these shin-digs; but growing wouldn’t be productive in strengthening us if it wasn’t painful.  Initiation, launched... and there is a blessing waiting for me on the other end. 



~~ Dear God ~~  Thank You for making those of us who are creative the way we are.  Hokey is a good thing.  Without the hokey people, everyone would be the same.  How boring would that be?  Please help us step out of our comfort zones, embrace the hokey side; and let our creativity flow in such a way that Your glory will shine through in every creative work.  Then, use our works to bless others in the world.  In Jesus name, AMEN.



Shattered Treasures

~~ Isaiah 40:29-31 (NIV84) ~~  He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.



by Carley Cooper

Photo by Carley.  All copyrights reserved.
I used to own a tall glass curio cabinet.  It was about six feet high, two and a half feet wide, and one and a half feet deep.  It attacked me one day! 

The basic frame was wood but the doors and sides were glass, and the back of the cabinet was a large mirror.  Inside were five or six glass shelves.  I had this thing filled to its limits with all sorts of treasures.  I mean, it was packed!  Every piece in it was made of some sort of glass, ceramic, porcelain or crystal.  There was everything from wine glasses, to ornaments; and some special things that I had collected or had been given as gifts over my lifetime. 

No one told me there was a weight limit on a glass shelf.  Someone should have posted a warning sign.  I opened the door one day to put something inside on the top shelf, and the shelf collapsed.  Then, so did the next one underneath and the one under that one all the way to the bottom.  In the matter of seconds, the glass shelving and all the items inside showered out of the cabinet onto me, and down the floor in pieces around me. 

I screamed and my boyfriend, Paul, came wobbling over to see what the noise was.  He was a disabled guy so he couldn’t move fast.  He looked me standing there in my bare feet, shorts and a tank top surrounded by a huge pile of broken glass.  Thankfully I didn’t get any cuts, but it was only by the grace of God that I didn’t.  Paul had warned me at least a thousand times that if I didn’t start wearing shoes he was going to staple them to my feet.  Footwear on a regular basis was an issue for me, but I wished this day that I would have listened to him.  I just looked at him in the midst of my dilemma and started to cry.

“Don’t move a muscle” he said.  

He went to get some clean up supplies and I waited for him to rescue me from my predicament.   When it was all cleaned up I managed to salvage a few items; but most were completely useless because they shattered.  I ended up with a big box of broken glass to throw in the garbage.  So many of my special things were tossed into the trash dumpster outside our apartment building, and I was so disappointed.  What good are they if they’re broken?

Have you ever felt like one of those broken treasures that was tossed out because it was broken?   I have.  I feel it all the time.  How many things in your life have broken you?  My shattered pieces come from  a lot of abuse, divorce, Bipolar Disorder, addictions, loneliness, self hatred, a number of childhood traumas, social phobia, a lot of illness (especially as a child), the pain of being childless (not by choice) in a world built for parents; and so much more.  Before I knew the concept of having a relationship with Christ, I led a very worldly and sinful life.  Paul and I didn’t work out as a couple; but we are still good friends.  Despite our issues, I have always been thankful that he never rejected me because of my brokenness.  For the same reason I felt I had no right to reject him because of his disability.  Who am I to say what is broken or what is acceptable? 

There are many others who have judged me or rejected me because of things I’ve said or done; because of my brokenness.  The pain is overwhelming.  Truthfully, I am still learning how to deal with it.  People no longer want to be a friend; they stop loving me, they decide that they just want to wash their hands of me because I’m just not worth the trouble or that I come with too much history, or I am just too broken.  Well, I’m human.  That means I am broken.  Unless you were born yesterday, each and every one of us has a history which includes pain and suffering.  Not one of us has avoided hitting the floor to become shattered.  God made us to have relationship with each other; and it is necessary for a full productive, healthy life and spirit.  However, I can’t depend on others to rescue me every time I get in the midst of a chaos.  Though, I can’t help but wonder why it seems, sometimes, that I have a special talent for getting into so many mess’s.  Anyway, letting go of the need for the approval of others is one of the hardest lessons I am learning; but then, they are all hard lessons, or they wouldn’t be worth learning. 

Others may judge me harshly at times, but my own personal battle is that I judge myself even harder.  When I am down and broken I blame myself, and beat myself up the most.  I am hardest on myself always.  Why is that?  I’m not sure I know the answer really, but I think many of us are like that.  I do know that it’s about learning to forgive.  I can and have forgiven other people for many bad things.... everything from betrayal by a loved one to forgiving my abusers.  But, forgiving myself seems to be a much harder task to accomplish.  I have learned, though, that I never stop striving to get closer to Jesus.  I want to be like Him so much.  I have found a strength and determination inside myself that I never would have known was there if I hadn’t found Jesus.  Then, again, without Jesus in my life, it wasn’t there.  Pushing myself beyond my limits and the willpower to never quit has become a blessing more times than I can count.  It is overwhelmingly exhausting; but I have found that it is necessary, and a challenge that makes me feel very good once I’ve reached the goal. 

The most important thing that I have to remember though is the point that Jesus is carrying me.  I am not alone.  It is His approval that I need, not that of others.  He has great plans for my future.  If I have a dream, it’s because He put it there.  If I can’t let it go, it’s because He is constantly reminding me not to; and He does keep reminding me.  The pattern is there.  The stubborn and impatient part of me is sometimes fearful that it may not happen (those would be some fruits of the Spirit that are still works in progress in my life).  That’s when the enemy tells me lies such as it is all my fault, that I’ve messed up way too many times, that I have crossed that ‘line of no return’.  I should have known better, I tell myself.  I am stronger than that.  There is no excuse for not pushing harder, no matter how hard I already pressed forward.  There is no reason why I have to be broken.  If I wasn’t so broken, I wouldn’t be in this mess; maybe someone would love me.  But, Jesus does not reject me no matter how broken I am, and even when everyone else does.  He knows my history; even before it happened, yet He loves me anyway.  No matter how much I cry, or how many temper tantrums I throw, or how many pieces I am broken into; He loves me anyway.  As a matter of fact He dries my tears, He lets me be crabby and comforts me; and He tells me that I am a treasure and has already forgiven me!  His comfort is that even though I am broken it doesn’t matter.  I am still useful because He can fix it!   

How many people have rejected or judged you for something?  Have you hit rock bottom?  It’s a very cold and lonely place, isn’t it?!  Was there anyone to save you?  Reach up to take Jesus’ hand.  He loves you the same way.  He knows what you’re going through.  He is there to save and fix you always.  This video below is a song written and performed by my friend Chris Blakley.  It is called I May Be Down.  It has helped get me a very rough patch lately.  Listen to the lyrics.  It will tell you all that you need to know.  You can’t give up.  Don’t let anyone or anything keep you down.  Hold on to Jesus and that relentless drive inside to keep pushing forward.  For me, sometimes that means I have to sit and listen to this song over and over for half the afternoon before the message sinks in; but I don’t ever quit!



Hey friends, do me a favor if you would be so kind... Go to Chris's YouTube page, click 'Like', leave him a positive message and tell him Carley sent you!

(If you’re in the Barrie, Ontario area and would like to see Chris sing or preach; he will be in town once per month on a Sunday evening.  Email me and I’ll give you the deets to come out and join in the worship time.  Or, if you would like to get in contact with Chris for CD's, email me and I will put you in contact with him.  For my contact info see my Contact page).



~~ Dear God ~~  Thank You for never giving up on me.  I am never permanently broken, never defeated, never rejected with You.  Thank You, Jesus; for the strength, courage, hope, drive, determination, passion to never give up.  And thank You for the hope.  Please, do not ever let me lose it.  ~I pray in Jesus name, AMEN.

Oh, and one more thing, Lord... on a more personal note, thank You for Chris and all that he does for us here in Barrie.  Please continue to provide him with the resources he needs to come to see us every month.  Thank You for his talent, his incredible energy, his love for Jesus, his gift for preaching and this awesome song You gave him.  Please let it be as much of a blessing to many others as it has been to me.  ~I pray in Jesus name, AMEN.