Uh oh…

United States PassportEver have an “uh oh” moment? Of course you have. I don’t think it is possible to live this life without an occasional “uh oh.” Well, I had a potentially huge “uh oh” moment this past week. May I share? Why thank you.

I spent this past Tuesday (August 23) at Disneyland with my mom. We were having a great day; we always have a great time at the Happiest Place on Earth. While we were enjoying linner (late lunch, early dinner) around 4pm, my mom asked if I had checked in for my flight. Oh crap. No, and I was now 3.5 hours late and for Southwest flights that can mean the difference between A group, B group and possibly C group. I pull out my phone and start the check-in procedure. While looking for my confirmation code it hits me that my flight home is booked under Richardson (my maiden name) and not Sharrar. This is not good because I have NOTHING with me that identifies me as Richardson. I have made the full Sharrar conversion with one exception… my passport. But as I am sure you have figured out, my passport is in a safe place in Utah.

I immediately call my husband at 4:08pm which is 5:08pm in Utah. Thankfully he picks up the phone. I catch him before he leaves for an event downtown. He races home, finds my passport, gets to FedEx, and overnights my passport for delivery by 10:30am the next morning. My flight is at 12:30pm out of LAX – it will be just enough time. Oh, did I mention that he needed to get home and get to FedEx by 5:45pm to get the overnight service? I got the text confirming everything at 5:40pm. Talk about cutting it close!

Many would think I just got lucky, that all my stars aligned. I don’t think it has anything to do with luck. It has everything to do with God seeing and caring about the littlest of details. I believe God, rather the Holy Spirit, nudged my mom to ask about checking in and that nudge came at just the right time for me to catch Ken. Had she brought it up any later, I would have been spending an additional day in California. Ken never would have made it home in time and to FedEx to send my passport. I am convinced that God cares about EVERY aspect of our lives, no matter how great or small we perceive something to be.

Now Megan, why was your flight home under Richardson in the first place? Good question! I was able to book my flight home with the remainder of my Southwest points under my Richardson profile. I wasn’t about to waste those points… but I should have also marked my calendar with a note to pack my passport! Thankfully, that account is now empty and I will be Mrs. Sharrar flying forward (except my trip to Baltimore in September is under Richardson but I already have that one burned into my memory to travel with my passport).

One other outcome of my “uh oh”, I can no longer tease my husband about forgetting things when he flies. At least he can still fly with the stuff he forgets! I have a feeling the passport incident will come up every now and then, and rightly so.


Fresh Start

DiscoveringMe.meDo you ever find yourself rearranging furniture, changing the color of the towels in the bathroom, switching out photos all because you get bored or need a fresh start? Well, I do too, but this time I decided to revamp Discovering Me. It just turned one year old so it wasn’t out of date, but after spending the past week working on my husband’s site, realestatemindcoach.com, I caught the redesign bug.

Business CardSo, what do you think? Of course this is a WordPress template and they only had ONE  – which for my sanity was probably a good thing – that came anywhere near looking like my template business card from VistaPrint. I have this impulsion to make everything matchy-matchy. I try not to… but I am afraid it’s a deadly disease.

I needed a fresh start. Sometimes we need to take some time and adjust things. It might be because change is desperately needed or it might be as simple as revving up the motivation motor. For me it was about motivation. Because I have been spending time on the site perfecting colors, copy, images, learning Canva BEST.FREE.PROGRAM.EVER. – I am ready to write, motivated to write… no really, I am.

Have you had any fresh starts lately or contemplating one? I would love to hear what’s sparking your “change-it-up” drive. Next up for me, besides writing of course, creating my own social media images on Canva. Seriously addicted.


What if…

Social Media… we harnessed the power of social media for something good?

I don’t know about you, but I certainly spend more time on social media – specifically Facebook – than I care to admit. Scrolling through posts, checking out people’s photos, laughing at and sharing stupid videos, are all things I am guilty of… and before I know it 30 minutes have gone by. It is a sad commentary on my time.

So how can I turn a somewhat useless task into something that has more meaning? I was struck this morning as I was reading today’s First 5 devotional. The title was “Shine Jesus’ Love Today” and the key verse was Romans 13:8 (NIV), “Let no debt remain outstanding, except the continuing debt to love one another, for whoever loves others has fulfilled the law.” Wendy Blight, the author, stated, “Love is the very essence of Jesus, so when we love, we display Jesus to the world. Let our heart’s desire be to pour His love through us, out into our broken and hurting world.”

Wendy challenged us on ways to do just that. That’s when Facebook came to mind. Just think of how many people we interact with daily via social media. We may not specifically communicate with people, but we are at least observing. We see what is going on, or at least what people want us to see, and we have the opportunity to engage. And, we can choose how we want to engage. So what if we choose to engage in a positive, uplifting, point-to-Jesus sort of way? How powerful would that be!

So that’s what I am going to do. I am going to be very intentional about how I spend my time on Facebook and Instagram. Twitter is there too, but I just can’t keep up, lol. It will no longer be a time of curiosity and seeing if someone liked my post or commented. Instead it will be focused on who can I encourage today. Who can I remind about their worth and value. Who needs to be seen and heard. Imagine the power of spending 30 minutes outward-focused on others versus wasting 30 minutes mindlessly scrolling.

Will you join me in shifting your social media focus into harnessing something for good? No doubt you also will be blessed in the process of blessing others. I know my heart is full after spending time this morning reaching out and encouraging others. I am fired up for the rest of my day!

So, what are some ways you can effectively use Facebook, for example, to pour into others? Here are ideas I am/plan to employ:

  1. Instead of just giving a thumbs up, heart or emoji face… comment. Take the time to acknowledge the post. Everyone loves a compliment.
  2. Perhaps you come across someone you haven’t touched base with in a long time; send them an instant message. Let them know you were thinking about them and wanted to say hello.
  3. Send them a text message or email. Sometimes we may not want to share certain things with the general populace, not to mention taking the extra step to write a message outside of social media means a lot to someone. I often send messages to friends letting them know I am praying for them in specific areas. I may have forgotten until I see their face on Facebook, but then I am reminded and get to stop and focus on them for a moment.
  4. Pick up the phone and call. I am really bad at this, I am, but I know how much it means to people when they can hear your voice. Talking on the phone is so passé these days that it is considered going the extra mile. Go that extra mile, even if it means you have to schedule a time to chat!
  5. Send a card. I love getting personalized notes in the mail – absolutely love it! If receiving something in the mail means that much to me, perhaps it means that much to others. Taking the time to physically put pen to paper to express appreciation is the epitome of encouragement in my book.

Think about how you would feel if someone took the time to do one of the above for you. If that creates warm fuzzies for you, I can promise it will do the same for the person on the receiving end. So peeps, go and harness your social media presence/time/energy for something good/great/awesome!


Today I Turn 39

Megan SharrarI know, why would I put my age out there. I figure why not. I am totally embracing my final year in this decade known as the 30s. In truth, I am very excited to welcome the 40s… but I am happy to wait another 364 days before officially doing so. And as my dad teased, technically today starts the first day of my 40th year. Very true, and I deserved that comment given I said the same thing to him as he was approaching 60! You reap that which you sow!

Birthdays are always a time of reflection. When I think back on the past year I am in awe. God orchestrated some pretty incredible things and I could not be more grateful. All during my year of 38 I managed to get engaged, quit my job to pursue a passion, got married, went to Prague and Vienna, moved to Utah, adopted the cutest kitten ever, and unexpectedly started a part-time job that I absolutely love. Phew! It was quite the year, one I will never forget.

Often you hear people say they are not where they thought they would be at 30, 40, 50, etc. Thankfully, other than wanting to really lose the weight for good by 40 – hence the close up photo and not one from afar – I don’t have those pressures. Sure I plan, sure I have goals, but really I am reminded that life is so much sweeter if you can live in the here and now. I am striving to do so more and more. In the Lord’s Prayer it says, “Give us this day our daily bread,” Matthew 6:11, AMP. Not tomorrow’s bread, not next week’s or next year’s bread, but today’s. God gives us exactly what we need for TODAY. Whether that be grace, mercy, love, support, reprimand… only what we need for today. We are not promised tomorrow so worrying about it doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.

I am exactly where I need to be for today. That doesn’t mean it always feels good, or that I always feel good, but I can take comfort in a Heavenly Father Who is managing all this stuff. That includes my 40th year and weight loss!

No matter where you are in your life, be encouraged. You may not be where you want to be or where you hoped you’d be, but you are right where you are and for a reason. Embrace it. And if it sucks, ask God to show you what needs to change. I am finally learning that trying to lose weight – Ken always says that you want to remove weight, because if you lose it you could find it again – on my own is futile. God wants to walk that journey with me. He is God. He just might know what to do better than I ever can or will!

So I am looking forward to being 39 and being comfortable right where I am. Even if that means I still haven’t started the book. It will come.

Much love to everyone for your support and encouragement over the past year. Can you believe that I started Discovering Me on July 17, 2015? Wow, how time flies.


A Little Bit of Sweetness

Sweetness SharrarMy husband was sensing that I needed a little bit of sweetness. He knows I am adjusting to life in Utah slowly, so he suggested perhaps a furry companion would help me feel more settled. Furry companion = super cute kitten!

On June 11 we ventured over to the Best Friends Animal Society in Sugarhouse. There were several adorable kittens just waiting to find a home. The miniature cats were running around in a visiting room. It was so much fun watching them play with each other and interact with humans. After some time my husband glanced my way with this look on his face that said, “This is the one.” A little ball of black and white fur with the cutest eyes you’ve ever seen. Her name was Ozzy. Not sure why they would ever name a girl kitty Ozzy, but okay.

I asked if we could spend some time with Ozzy in a private room. With just the three of us, it was becoming clear that this little fuzz ball was supposed to become a Sharrar. She wasn’t afraid, full of curiosity, didn’t make much, if any, noise  – she was perfect. But calling her Ozzy just wasn’t going to cut it. Ken came up with a perfect name: Sweetness. She just oozed sweetness.

TSweetness Sharrarhere is something magical about having a pet around, and especially a kitten. All of sudden you quit thinking about yourself and become consumed with your new baby. We have had Sweetness for four weeks and so far we have either been to the vet or PetCo each week to take care of her. First she had an upper respiratory infection that required syringe medication three times a day for 10 days. That was fun. Then she needed her second round of vaccinations. Oh, she cut her paw and had to have it bandaged up for 48 hours. It was funny to watch her, though she never laughed. She was sneezing a lot so they put her on a paste, which gave her the runs. We have talked about poop more in the last two weeks then I probably have my whole life! And just yesterday we had her nails clipped and soft claws put on so she would stop scratching us and the furniture. I love it because it is like acrylics for cats! Next round of soft claws I am skipping the clear and going for the pink glitter. Now all she needs is a pink bow. No, I would never put a pink bow on her.

Sweetness and Ken SharrarI had no idea that when we walked into Best Friends that my little bit of sweetness would actually be Sweetness. She is exactly what I needed at the exact right time, and I give all the credit to God. And to Ken for listening to God. Our Heavenly Father knows us better than we could ever know ourselves, and He knows what we need before we can ever think it. We often think we know what we need, but often times we are wrong and His plan is much better. Sweetness was the perfect motivation at the top of the ladder to help me climb out of my pit of despair. She makes me laugh, causes me to worry, occasionally cry, want to scream, but most of all love. She fills my heart with so much love that I don’t have time to really sit in my messy thoughts! Thank you Lord!

Bless my Ken. He really knows very little about cats. He is a bona fide dog person, but he has fallen fast for Sweetness… and hard. She truly is the sweetest cat I have ever come in contact with and I have met a lot of cats. She can be cuddling with me on the couch and the moment he enters the room, bye bye mom! She loves her daddy. We are truly blessed by this bit of Sweetness.


The Pit of Despair

The Pit of DespairAny Princess Bride fans out there? Do you remember when Westley was captured by the Six Fingered Man (the character’s name is Count Tyrone Rugen – I never knew that!) and was put in the Pit of Despair to die??? I got a kick out of finding this clip from the movie on YouTube: https://youtu.be/mBaDcOBoHFk. Makes me laugh every time, especially when the creepy guy chokes!

I remember watching The Princess Bride over and over again as a child. So to have the Pit of Despair ingrained in my memory is no surprise. As I got older and life got more complicated, there were times I would often refer to myself as being in the Pit of Despair. My mom often encouraged me to not refer to tough times as the Pit of Despair because I wasn’t truly in despair, definitely not in a pit, and certainly overly dramatizing my life. No doubt she was right, and I put my phrase to rest… but I often still had the thought cross my mind.

Since moving to Utah to start life with my amazing husband (Ken truly is a great husband – I am beyond blessed), I have found myself in the Pit of Despair which is really odd given that so many wonderful things are surrounding me. For example…

  1. I got to marry the man of dreams, and finally be in the same state with him (after dating long distance for 3.5 years.)
  2. My family is awesome and so supportive of my move – no they don’t like me being in Utah but they understand and we are finding new ways to connect!
  3. I was blessed with the opportunity to walk away from the field of marketing and communications after 16 years, and currently do not have to work.
  4. I get to play house in our condo and Ken is so open to letting me reorganizing, decorate, practically do whatever I want… and I love that (and the shopping that goes along with it!)
  5. I am part of a church community that I love. For a long time I have wanted to be connected to a church, and now I feel like K2 the Church is right where my heart belongs.
  6. I have a new extended family who have welcomed me with open arms and it fills my heart with so much joy.
  7. We adopted a kitten named Sweetness, and she just makes my world go round (seriously, the cutest and funniest kitten EVER!)

And the list goes on. So why on earth am I in the Pit of Despair. Well, with all good things there can also be lack luster parts…

  1. Now I am living with someone new, that alone can be stressful (and in my case, it causes me to question if I am playing the role of wife and housekeeper to the best of my ability. Note this has NOTHING to do with Ken or how he treats me; it 100% has to do with the crazy thoughts in my head.)
  2. I REALLY miss my family (some days I cope with it better than others, but when I miss things like my mom’s birthday it’s a killer!)
  3. You would think not having to work is completely awesome. It is because I can create my days as I want, but on the flip side I have really struggled with my sense of purpose. What am I doing? Every time someone asks me if I have started my book, I hang my head in shame and say no. I have all the time in the world but absolutely no motivation. I often say “chaos breeds chaos and lazy breeds lazy.” Not working, for me, has created a lazy tendency hence no book writing (but I also did give myself until July to start… so I am not technically behind and as I am reminded, blogs ARE writing!)
  4. I am not meant to be a domestic diva. I enjoy setting things up. I even enjoy laundry, cooking, and the occasional cleaning – but I am not meant to be a stay-at-home wife (and there has NEVER been any expectation that I would.) It only took four weeks to get this one figured out, and now I am pursuing ways to get out of the house (which you wouldn’t think would stress me out, but it does.)
  5. I am good with church, but so not used to going EVERY Sunday at 9:30am! I know, what’s the big deal? I can’t explain it other than to say it is something I am adjusting to. That said, when I go (and I haven’t missed yet when I am in town) I am always thankful I showed up.
  6. My extended family has been great and supportive – no downside on this one!
  7. Okay, being a kitty mama is a lot of work! I worry about whether or not she is eating, is she drinking enough water, why is she shivering, what’s up with her eye, why is she limping… you get the drift. Every week since we adopted her I have been to the vet for one reason or another (legit reasons – not me overreacting!I love her so much and just want the best for her… I just hope I can survive motherhood (I can hear my own mother laughing right now – just wait for the Sweetness blog entry!)

I am so grateful for all that God has blessed me with, and I know He is with me every step of the way, but this season of my life is hard – really hard. I actually thought this past week I had turned a mental corner. I was feeling better about my surroundings, some of my decisions, etc. But then I wake up today and I am overwhelmed with sadness and all the things I am not motivated to do. My version of the Pit of Despair.

I don’t share any of this in search of pity or sympathy – not all. As my therapist reminded me a couple of weeks ago, being emotionally raw is one of my strengths and it is good for people to see that I too am human (so very human). Plus, I work through things when I write. Sure, I could just journal my feelings and keep them to myself, but what if something I say or share could bring hope to someone else? Why keep it to myself if there is a slight chance that someone else can relate and is comforted? You know how they say secrets can destroy the inner man – I think not expressing emotions can do the exact same thing. Being totally vulnerable with all of you is my way of making sure my emotions do not ultimately take me down.

What I am most excited about is how God will use this season of my life for Discovering Me. He is the master of taking lemons and making lemonade – can’t wait to get a sip of that lemonade!

Please know that I am okay – no need to worry about me (worry is a sin after all, lol). I am just going through – some days slowly other days at lightening speed – and on the other end will be something great… and a book!

Don’t be afraid to be raw, really raw. People need authenticity and truth – not smoke and mirrors and the appearance of okay. Everyone is hurting, struggling, needing, whether they want to admit it or not – it’s true. I am just willing to lay it all out there. Right now, this is the truth about who I am. Do you know your truth? Are you facing your truth? We live in a broken world and that is why Jesus’ life and sacrifice gives so much hope and assurance… even when we are in the Pit of Despair.


Dumpster Diving

It wasn’t my finest moment, not by a long shot, but it sure made my husband look like a rock star.

Allow me to set the scene. Yesterday, I came home from having my nails and toes done (this is important because NO GIRL wants to do anything to mess up nails and toes when they are freshly done). I get out of my nice and cool car (also important to note as the temps have been between 95-100 degrees in Salt Lake). I gathered my two empty water bottles and headed over to the recyclables dumpster (I strive to be a planet-friendly citizen).

Keys in the DumpsterI open the lid to the dumpster and tossed in my two water bottles… and my keys!!! Why I had them in the same hand I will never know, but when I heard the jingle through the air and then a clunk at the bottom of the dumpster my heart sank. Now what? I can’t get into the house (because my keys are in the dumpster). I desperately have to tinkle (but my keys are in the dumpster). I have items in the car that I need to bring upstairs (oh yeah, my keys are in the dumpster). What’s a girl (a very blonde girl) to do?

First and foremost: find a bathroom. Thankfully I had just memorized the keypad code to the pool. So I was able to access the restroom in the club house – awesome sauce! Phew. Now I feel better. Oh wait, I still don’t have my keys. Time to call the hubby. After three calls, all going to voicemail, I am feeling a little desperate. So I send this text: “Please call me ASAP. Keys in dumpster.” THAT got a response. He called and headed home right away. Thankfully it was close to the end of his work day and his office was only 5 minutes away.

So while I patiently (and gratefully waited), I posted my error on Facebook. Isn’t that the only thing to do in those situations? I am sure someone, somewhere can relate.

Dumpster RescueWhen my husband got home, the first thing he did was give me a hug, laughed at me, and then got to the business of rescuing my keys. He was happy to save this damsel in distress and with a great smile on his face. Sure he will tease me endlessly, but I should be teased! He was my hero!

Now here is the BEST part of the story. Later in the evening he was joshing me about the keys (I would have done the same). I pointed out to him that it is not every day you get to climb into a dumpster to help a girl out. I mean how many times do you ever get to climb in a dumpster? To my surprise, he answered, “Twice.” Wait, what? You have been in a dumpster before? He confessed that he once threw HIS KEYS into a dumpster and had to retrieve them!!! But his keys got lost because the dumpster was 3/4 full – that’s a whole lot worse than my virtually empty dumpster! I laughed so hard when he told me the story. Now I KNOW we are meant to be together!

So, Megan, apart from your story being both embarrassing, funny and heroic, how does this relate to Discovering Me? Great question.

I have discovered (for me) that the best response you can have to something like dropping your keys in a dumpster is to laugh. It wasn’t the end of the world. Sure, it was inconvenient, but in the end it all worked out. Getting up tight wasn’t going to make my keys magically crawl out of the dumpster. Getting mad at myself for doing something dumb wasn’t going to be productive either. Finding the humor – and the story to follow – was key.

I have discovered that having a spirit of humor is something that God put in me. We are created in His image, which means He has a sense of humor (and I think He gave me an extra dose!). No doubt God was looking down with tears of joy in His eyes as He watched His daughter (me) do something to make Him laugh. And I know He was proud that I had a right attitude in the moment. His spirit in me makes that possible.

Lastly, I discovered that when others know the truth about themselves, they too can laugh and extend grace. Ken could have gotten frustrated, upset, not helped me, but instead he climbed in with a smile on his face and let me take pictures!!! Because Ken understands that people make mistakes – that he makes mistakes – and there is great power when you can extend grace to others. He knows that God shows him grace every single day, and paying it forward is exactly what God wants him – wants all of us – to do.

If you ever find yourself in a dumpster-diving situation, may you be able to find the humor in the moment. Perhaps in some small way you will discover a truth about yourself, that you are flawed, make mistakes and that is okay. You are loved just the way you are, blonde moments and all, because you are His creation.


The Truth About Who YOU Are

Truth... Next ExitDo you ever feel like what you really want to do in life is overwhelmingly self-serving? And does that feeling bother you? Do you desire to evolve something that is inherently inward-looking into something that becomes outward-looking?

This is how I have been feeling about Discovering Me. Naturally, with a project name like Discovering Me, it’s going to have a “me” focus to it. But recently a light bulb turned on in my head… Discovering Me can be a tool, a process that helps others – specifically women – discover who they are. How cool is that? How awesome would it be if my story, my experiences, could help other women discover who they are and how valuable they are just the way they are!

With this shift in focus, Discovering Me is now about…

  1. My personal journey of discovering who I am, discovering the “me” that is Megan.
  2. Realizing that Christ, all along, was saying to my heart, “Megan, discover ME and who I am in your life.”
  3. Sharing with women the truth about who they are – who YOU are; in essence, helping them discover their “me.”

With this new shiny idea, I updated my siteDiscoveringMe.me, to reflect the outward focus with a tagline: Discovering Me: the truth about who YOU are. I finally feel that Discovering Me has a holistic approach, telling not only my story and how I heard Christ say, “Discover ME,” but now helping women discover the truth about who they are – who their “me” is.

In the coming months I will be sharing excerpts from my book (testing the waters, seeing if you guys like it). Then this fall (2016… just in case you are reading this two or three years later), my goal is to pursue speaking engagements where I can share my story, Christ’s influence in my life, and help others find their truth. I have several speaking topics in the works. If you (or anyone you know) are looking for a fun, energetic, reasonably priced speaker for your audience of women both young and distinguished – please send them my way. My topics are available on the Ask Me page of my site.

I look forward to being emotionally raw (I am embracing that part of me on the advice of great counsel) and authentic with y’all (nope, not from Texas but asked if I am ALL the time!).

Let the journey begin…

PS… It feels good to have found words to share today!


Imagine Heaven

Imagine Heaven book coverWhen I found out that my church (the awesome K2 the Church) was doing a series called “Imagine Heaven”, I was not excited. In fact, I wanted to avoid the series all together. I didn’t want to imagine heaven. I didn’t want to talk about hell and the end times. I didn’t want to understand the book of Revelation. It’s all too deep and over my head and I rather not go there.

Well, I did go there. I have heard all the messages in the series and honestly, I had it all wrong. Instead of feeling forlorn and like eternity is just too much for my head, I walked away encouraged, excited and blessed by what my future as a child of Christ holds. It is a future of endless hope, love, and no more sin. It is a future full of beauty, healing, praising, and being in the presence of Almighty God. It is a future that is available to ANYONE who chooses to believe! And for those who believe, that future starts RIGHT NOW and not when we die!

As much as I would love to intelligently write about all that our pastor shared, I can’t possibly do it justice. So instead, I HIGHLY recommend – if you are interested – to listen to the podcast series. The last two weeks (May 8 and May 15) are especially awesome.

Throughout the series we were encouraged to read Imagine Heaven by John Burke. I will confess that I never did read the book, but the stories and videos shared from the book are beyond measure. Whether you believe in Jesus Christ or not, it is really hard to ignore the experiences of people who literally died, interacted with Christ, came back to life and were forever changed – many of them not believers at the time of their death. Their stories had similar elements and each story affirmed, again and again, how much Christ loves us. No matter what kind of crappy life we have led thus far… His arms are still and will always be open wide to us, if we just believe.

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only Son of God.” John 3:16 [ESV]

I often shy away from sharing my beliefs, for fear of offending or turning someone off. We each have a right to believe whatever we choose, and I certainly do not want anyone pushing their beliefs on me. That said, after this series I understand the significance of sharing my faith, sharing about Christ. I want to spend eternity with all the people I love and hold dearly in my heart, but if they do not know Christ and have a personal relationship with Him that will not be possible. That breaks my heart.

It also breaks my heart that in this present day people think that being a Christian is somehow a shackle on life. Nothing could be further from the truth. In fact, I invite anyone to examine my life and see how sweet it is on every level BECAUSE of Christ – that even includes my battle with depression, food allergies, etc. I would not be where I am today without Him, period. I am who I am because of Him, and I live the way I live because of Him. I am not ashamed, I am proud to be called a child of the one, true and LIVING God!


Do You Head Whip?

Slow driving cartoonMy husband head whips. Yep. If he is stuck behind a slow or insane driver, as soon as he can pass he races around the car and whips his head around to stare at the person… as if staring makes any difference in behavior modification! Now he always smiles at them as he goes by. He never says anything negative, he simply head whips out of pure curiosity (Megan’s translation of his curiosity: “What’s their problem?”).

His head whipping is something I don’t support. First of all, cranking your head around to look BACK at someone is totally unsafe. I truly hope he never crashes into something or someone because of a head whip.

Secondly, we don’t know the other person’s story. Maybe they were in a recent car accident and are now driving very cautiously. Perhaps they just got pulled over for speeding and are facing a $500 ticket (I paid over $400 for my last speeding ticket… refer to Speedy Gonzalez). Or it could be something as bad as they just left the doctor with really horrible news, and driving slowly is the only way they know how to cope. We don’t know their story.

My third point… we ALL have bad driving days. No doubt we have been the person in the car that others head whip to see as they drive by. No one is perfect  – even on the road. Grace should be extended.

I am all about giving people the benefit of the doubt. The golden rule: do unto others as you would have them do unto you. I want the benefit of the doubt, don’t you? Plus, road rage or making a point by whipping your head doesn’t accomplish anything good or safe.

Let me step off my soapbox for a minute. Yesterday I was driving home on Van Winkle Expressway (speed zone, cop trap, you get the idea). I am pretty certain that the person driving in front of me must have fallen asleep or died – they were moving SO SLOWLY. My opportunity to move around them opened up and as I passed…. I head whipped!!! Are you kidding me??? I have done nothing but harass my husband about his silly antics and now I was caught in the act! Ugh.

Trust me, I am lecturing myself; as soon as Ken reads this… I’ll never hear the end of it (at least while we are in the car passing slow or insane drivers). I plan to heed my own advice and cease and desist all future head whipping! I stand by my three points, now I shall live by them.

How do you handle annoying drivers on the road? Share if you dare.