I feel like now, at the age of 30, I’m starting to really know who I am. I’ve understood pieces, but I think that I’m finally figuring out how the many parts fit together. I’m learning what’s truly important to me, what really matters, the things I want to stand for.
Sometimes I make things so complicated. I turn little molehills into mountains – changing simple everyday choices into monumental decisions that will, in my mind, affect my entire future and determine who I really am.
But in reality, being me should be so simple. I got a lesson on being myself from a sweet little 6 year old last week. It brought me to tears and it hit home in a big way. Here’s his 11 step plan on how to be yourself.
- Do not copy somebody.
- Act like you.
- Be nice.
- Do what you usually do.
- Play what you usually play.
- Be who you are.
- Do what you like to do.
- Do your thing.
- Help people.
- Do what you’re supposed to.
- Have grace.
No catchy phrases.
No quiz determining what your personality type is or what the color of your aura is.
No instructions on figuring out if your true style is hipster or bohemian.
No analysis of whether you are a hands-on parent or a free-spirit parent.
No thoughts on the car you drive, the neighborhood you live in, or the dietary plan you’ve selected for your family.
Once again in my classroom, I was the student and my student was the teacher. And I remembered Jesus’ words…
He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.
My hope is that I can learn to be myself in a simple, beautiful way like this little child. That I can take away the complications and the silly details that don’t matter one little bit.
My hope is that I can remember to just do my thing, be nice, and have grace. Because that sounds like a Shannon I can be proud of.