What Did You Learn?
Straight out of Oprah's Life Class with Iyanla Vanzant, I'm learning to
ask that question in every occurrence, good and seemingly bad. I emphasize seemingly, because when an
occurrence is less than pleasurable or bad, I now know it is happening because
I've called [it] into my life to learn something. When I get it--what I was supposed to
learn--I don't have to repeat it. When I
don't get it--well you know the rest.
What I hope to do with this new series, is to share lessons,
and to provide a platform for breakthroughs so that we get it. With this series I hope to shed the cloak of
a victim mentality for even the most minute of circumstances. I plan to emerge as a successful, powerful
Victor in all areas of my life. I hope
you join me in this quest.
So in the first part of my series: What Did I learn?, I've
invited guest blogger Vonda Morton, a very good friend of mine to share what
she learned about life and herself during a recent White-Water rafting trip.
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| Vonda Morton, River Lessons Pt. 1 |
I am restless by
nature, always feeling the need to do something-- whether it’s organizing,
cleaning, or reading. I was also looking
for something new and exciting to do with my friends and all of our
children. By chance, I received a
brochure in the mail for Pocono whitewater rafting. My latent adventurous spirit picked up. “Let’s all go whitewater rafting!” I put in an email to my friends. “It will be fun and a great adventure for the
kids!” I set the date and booked
it. So off we went…five women and eight
children ranging from ages eight to 15, clueless as ever.
From the time we entered the required ten minute
orientation, we knew we were in trouble.
By the time we took the raft to the water and hit the first turn, we
also knew that the ten minute lesson should have been and very well could have lasted
for hours.
We really struggled.
No matter how hard we tried we couldn't maneuver the rafts to steer
straight. As other rafts soared passed
us, I thought what in the world did I get us into? I also thought this isn't fun. Before self-pity had time to settle in, I
realized that we better get this thing going.
I mean we were in the middle of a raging river and while I didn't
believe our lives were in jeopardy, I knew I didn't want to float hopelessly on
this river for the next five hours.
So I girded my loins, prayed and worked hard to help get us
through this adventure. Along the way
these are some lessons I learned on my whitewater rafting adventure:
