Sometimes I stink at this.

There are times when I sit here at my computer, and there is so much going on in my head that I can’t seem to put an inspirational sentence together. Tonight is apparently one of those nights. It’s midnight on February 1^st, 2012. Just 14 hours ago, I had everything planned, outlined, and ready to go for this entry. But as the events of my day unraveled, so did my opinion on what I had planned to say.Me. If I were a dude. Or wearing a cockroach costume.

Remember when I told you guys about how, like a cockroach, I can adapt to any situation? Well, today I’d say I was more of a stinkbug.A real stink bug. Yuck.  I traded in my slick, adaptable armor for something fragile, mushy, and well… not exactly what you want to be around when it cracks.

As much as I like to think I have a handle on this whole mentor/student thing, the truth is I’m still trying and learning everyday. So today when a new challenge came my way, what did I do? I’ll give you a clue, and it doesn’t involve me knowing exactly what to do, or keeping it together.

At first I was surprised with myself.  I kept thinking, “I’m a cockroach! I am better than this. If anyone can handle this, I can!” But as I have reflected on my day, the surprise has faded and the understanding is slowly setting in. Yes, it’s true. I am a cockroach like I thought, but I’m also the stinkbug. I’m both and that’s okay. I am adaptable and slick when I need to survive. But on days like today when I really need to feel, learn, and experience, I’m the stinking stinkbug. Me. Because I wish I was a bunny sometimes. And because if I were I would dress up as a stink bug and take a picture for this blog. Duh.And what happens to stinkbugs? They get smushed. 

When I’m smushed, I’m moldable. I’m messy, dirty, and stinky.  Those unexpected nasty moments of life are where God teaches me. Those moments are when I learn the tough lessons that life without my mentor, mentees, and friends would not have taught me. God uses those moments to shape me into the example I need to be for them and whomever may come along in the future.

 I wont lie to you. It hurts to get smushed. But when the hurt Hehehehehe..... I love a good cockroach/twinkie joke! :) fades the experience stays, and I know this stinkbug experience will help me channel my inner cockroach next time around.

PS: I promise I’m done with bug analogies for a while.  ;)