A Whole New World

 

My business/PR mentor and friend Peter offered some advice on his website’s blog that got me thinking. Whilst I may be quoting him incorrectly, and I hope I’m not, he basically said that having a business and personal identity, particularly on Twitter was not on. No matter what, your information will be found out and therefore trying to create two separate identities is futile.

I thought about this in light of who I am in all spheres of my life; in work, at church, at the gym or at home. In all areas of life I am Michelle and I can’t be any one but me. I may choose to not share all information with everyone, and in business situations choose my words and my actions to suit the situation, but inherently I cannot be any one but me. I put my own twist on who I am.

I think often, especially as Christians, we can try and cover up one side of who we are when we’re not in church or around our friends who share similar beliefs. But like the fact that I cannot hide my sunkissed skin after I get back from holidays I cannot hide the light of Christ that shines (hopefully) through me.

So with that in mind I am (as hinted in my last post) changing it up a bit. Michelle, the Christian, the daughter, the friend, the PR girl, the writer, the singer, the soon-to-be-Masters student and expat again will all be found in one place. I’ll be changing my Twitter; combining my accounts, and making this blog  more structured. I’ll also be introducing my website and blog for my business (which is more of a place to find my business than to find out about me).

Hopefully you’ll come along on all of the journey but watch out for the following:

Mondays will be all about my life in Stockholm as a post-grad student and freelancer…

Wednesdays will focus on what’s going on spiritually, what I have learned and lessons to share…

Fridays, please join me as I train for the Stockholm marathon and reach my fitness goals of a journey that started years ago.

 

So here goes nothing…

Because everyone needs a bit of Disney

 

xxx michelle

Walking through an Open Door…

Stockholm, Sweden; my new home. I’m still getting my mind wrapped around the fact that I’m leaving the only home I have known my entire adult life. I’m leaving the comfort of a huge group of friends, my primary language and a full time job. In September I will be a student again, pursuing my Masters of Science in Consumer and Business Marketing and because that’s not enough for me, freelancing. In some ways this feels like a bit of a life break but realistically this is an opportunity to grow, challenge myself and live the life that God put on my heart.

I’ll be the first one to tell you that life doesn’t always work out how you thought it might. It’s not always going to take you down a path of least resistance or open every door with a golden key. Life is not about ease of access to opportunity or going about life existing. As Christians life is about showing the world that there is hope and life beyond what we see now and that we are so loved by a God who wants to give us life abundantly. And frankly, sometimes those lessons are best learned through plans gone wonky, broken hearts and tear stained paths. It’s in how we deal with those moments that show the world that defeat is not in our vocabulary and that no matter what…we will come out fighting.

Pre-relationship I wrote a list of things that I was dreaming about. Those things have never changed, the only thing that changed is that in my foreseeable future I won’t be doing them with someone. So, I took some steps to see if some doors opened and one big one did. I have had it on my heart that one day I would go back to school to give myself a stronger foundation, so that all those dreams and ventures that are on my heart, may eventually come to fruition (in some form).

Many years ago I sat down with a friend who told me she was moving to Africa to volunteer in a baby’s home. Setting aside some of the bigger desires of heart she took a leave of absence and went. What she told me next, comforts me now. She said that over the years she had been prepared for this move without even knowing it. It was little changes in her heart, experiences, people she met etc that allowed her heart to be open to such a big move. Now, as I look back over the past seven years living in London I can see that I have been prepared for this move too. It’s so beautiful to see how God intricately weaves his thread through our lives not missing one stitch as he designs a gorgeous canvas. note: that girl lived so faithfully and now not only has amazing life experiences, but all those desires she put on hold are coming true now with a little princess on the way with her husband she met whilst on her grand adventure.

So here is to next steps, future plans and great adventures. Over the next few weeks I’ll be changing the format of this blog a bit. I will reveal more, but I envision set days I post on, with specific themes on each day. I hope you’ll join me as my journey continues…because frankly…The Best is Yet to Come…

Hello, My name is…

Hi, My name is Michelle…

“Hi nice, to meet you, my name is Michelle…”

“What brings you to London? What do you do? Are you here with your husband?”

The above is a typical conversation when I meet a new person…I’m asked what I do, why I moved across the world and did I come with my husband? What? By myself? And wait, you’re on an only child? How could you?.. I meet a lot of very successful and driven and talented people living here, every day.

That can get incredibly intimidating..

And sometimes, I think that a lot of us can easily begin defining ourselves by things like job, marital status and economic status…but why?

Why do we tend to define ourselves and evaluate our worth by our work and/or our relationship status? Where in the Bible does it say that you were “knit in your mother’s womb and I knew the job you would have and whether you will be married at 30 or at 21?”

It doesn’t…so why do we care..?

It says that I was fearfully and wonderfully made…

It says that He knows my thoughts…

It says that every bit of me was made in secret, and that He knows my soul very well…

It says He wants to prosper me and not harm me…

It says that there is only one thing I must do…

My mission is simple.

It does not matter to HIM if I’m an artist, or a lawyer, or if I wait tables to ensure that I can feed myself.

It does not matter if I marry my first love or if I marry the 9th guy I date. He does promise though, that if it takes a while, He cares for the broken-hearted.

My mission is simple.

My mission is to love.

To love HIM.

To love others…

To love me…

To show the world that HE loves them, that His mercy, His grace, His love is sufficient. To show the world that in HIM all things are possible. To show the world that He wants to give them a life abundantly, exceedingly above all that they could ever imagine.

So I decided that the me, the one who was wonderfully made, in HIS image…the one who was created at this time because at this time I would most likely receive His love…that me…the only me there is…She is going to be a good woman.

This woman is going to care for the widows and orphans. This woman will not let injustice reign in the world. Instead she will fight for justice. This woman is going to use the talents given to her to show the world that there is more to life than striving for the attention of others. That life lived together, in unity, is better than living a life alone. This woman will make it her life mission to show the world that HE will never leave them.

So whether married or single, in my dream job or simply getting by I am going to do all things THROUGH Him who created me. Defined by Him. In HIS strength and be happy, confident and content that if I seek Him my life will be complete.

Hi, let me introduce myself, my name is Michelle, I love people, travelling, and can’t live without film or music. My passion is Christ, my medium is writing and I’m going to change the world…