Dear twenty-somethings: it’s okay to live in your apartment.
And it’s okay to buy a home.
It’s okay to pay rent
It’s okay to pay a mortgage.
It’s great if you’re married.
It’s great if you’re not.
It’s okay if you want to have a baby.
It’s okay if you’re still trying to keep the front door plants alive (me).
It’s okay if you can’t go on a big vacation this year.
It’s okay to splurge on a big vacation this year.
It’s okay if you still drive your car from high school.
It’s okay if your beloved SUV from high school named Sally broke on the way to Auburn and so you were forced to buy a new car. (But hey, Bruno Marzda is a pretty cool replacement).
It’s okay to go to bed at 8.
It’s okay to stay up way too late because you’re enjoying the people you’re with.
It’s okay if you want to go out to eat on a Friday night with a bunch of people.
It’s okay to spend Friday night in eating easy mac and watching Full House reruns.
It’s okay to actually stop working at 5.
It’s okay if you have NO PLANS for the weekend.
It’s okay if you don’t have your dream job yet.
It’s okay if your home is one big (or small) IKEA showcase.
You’re still valued even if you weren’t invited to that thing.
And you’re a real champ for attending the 3 wedding showers you had in one weekend.
It’s okay if your friend makes more money than you do.
And you should totally celebrate your bonus!
It’s okay if the person in the next office over doesn’t seem to like you very much.
And it’s okay to be nice to the person in the other office whose lunch stinks up the break room.
It’s okay if nothing big is happening.
And it’s okay if you’re dealing with something really big.
It’s okay if you lost touch with that friend. It doesn’t mean you love each other any less.
It’s okay if you stay at home with your baby every day.
It’s okay if you don’t.
It’s okay if you work odd hours and weekends.
It’s okay if you feel like a mombie every day because Baby. Doesn’t. Sleep.
It’s okay if you’re totally over first dates.
It’s okay if sometimes you wonder if you’re keeping up. Because social media makes it nearly impossible not to wonder.
On that note, it’s okay if you get 3 likes.
It’s okay if you get 300 likes.
(Who came up with “likes” anyway?! Facebook? Congress? The Goonies? I can’t remember.)
It’s okay to slow down.
It’s okay to relax.
You know, recently I’ve noticed it’s so easy to compare myself to other twenty-somethings without even realizing it….
…other accomplishments, other homes, other vacations, other adorable baby pictures, other really fun-looking parties…
Maybe it’s just me. But goodness. In the age of social media, I suppose it’s a part of life: this navigating the emotions of celebrating with our peers while somehow thanking God for the reality of our own here and now.
So….twenty-somethings? Thirty-somethings? Sixty-somethings?
I think we’re doing great.
And I feel like if Jesus could say something to us about comparison, it’d sound a lot like what He told Adam and Eve when they first discovered they were naked and became ashamed, or what He told his disciples when they noticed the crazy huge waves all around them instead of looking at the Creator of the waves right in front of them:
“Dear one, who told you you weren’t good enough? Who told you you were naked? Unworthy? Oh you of little faith, let Me build you up. Look to me and I’ll tell you who you really are: valued by Me, a royal heir, perfectly glorious in My image. I love you. More than every grain of sand on the earth I love you. You don’t need to look at other people’s waves; look to Me, simply hold my outreached hand, and I’ll guide you through each of your days which are unfolding into the most perfect story I’ve written especially for you. I’m more than excited about your own special story. I’m so joyful about you and your story that I sing over you every moment, hoping you take the time to hear my song just for you! Take heart, child. Friend. I’m with you. Always. And forever. Into eternity, I am with you.”
-(Gen 1:27, Gen 3:11, Matt: 8:26, Matt:28:20, Psalm 139:16, 18, Rom 8:17, Ephesians 1, Zeph 3:17, Isaiah 41:10).
Blessings to you and your tiny apartment or to you and your 5-bedroom house, blessings to you and your spouse or to you and your roommates, blessings to you in your cubicle or to you and the baby in your lap,