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  • I’m a mom of two teenagers and the wife of an amazing man and, at heart, a loner who doesn’t like to be alone. Some days, I want to jump on the bed and laugh joyously and, other times, I can barely suppress the temptation to crawl under the bed and hide from the world. Bi-polar? Nope… just a girl! Truly, if I wasn’t me… me, the one whose path veered, no CAREENED wildly from what I envisioned as a kid instead into disarray and dysfunction and, at times, even self-disgust… if I WASN’T me… I’d wish I was! I am exactly who and where I am meant to be … right here with you!

Happy Year of 50!

 

And so begins the year of 50!

Oh sure, you can also call it 2013 and even the year of the snake, if you love reading the table mats at Chinese restaurants.

But this will be no ordinary 12 months. In July, God willing, I will celebrate—and I do mean CELEBRATE!!!!­—my 50th birthday and I am psyched!

I’m not certain why God has given me this long to hang around on earth, since I’m not exactly the best steward of the many gifts he included during upload to my mom’s belly.

Seriously. I look around at those who died far too young and am baffled at times that the lottery keeps smiling my way. The list of things I don’t do right is long.

Last week, for instance, I visited my sister and came across the cute sterling ring my niece had inadvertently left behind. I slid it on my finger and wore it throughout my stay. Quite frankly, if my sister had not reminded me TWICE to take it off before I left, I would have headed home with it on my hand. It looked great there! I’m sure that, eventually, I would have returned it to my niece—unless she forgot about it.

Did I mention that I’m nearly 50 and tempted to steal from a teenager?

I’m also lazy at times, am a chronic procrastinator, can’t seem to stay organized, don’t make nearly enough time for my friends, cuss like a sailor on occasion, and toss pistachios back into the bag when their shells are locked tight. Let ‘em be someone else’s problem!

Just between you and me, I think God is curious to see how I’m going to turn out, so he lets the angels step between me and disaster (sometimes self created) at times.

This year, they might need their A game. I’m ramping up for some serious adventure!

In July, I’m planning to hike for 5 days to Machu Picchu in Peru with my husband and son, who will have just graduated from high school and will be stepping into his own future. I’m beyond excited and plenty nervous about my capabilities.

To prepare, I’m dragging my fanny off the sofa and onto the jogging trails so that I can run (haha, yeah right, I’ll run—think stagger) a half marathon in March. Pretty convinced that will be in no way be good for my health!

Pretty sure something cool’s gonna happen in Montana this year, too.

During 2013, all bets are OFF and the sky is the limit!

I also want to giiiiiive! Which brings me back to my list of flaws:  Sure, I show up and do things for others because it helps people, but holy cow, it’s also this lifetime’s headiest drug!! I am utterly addicted to how I feel when in the nitty gritty of being there for someone else. I don’t have much money, but I don’t have to work a lot, so I have puhlenty of time!

Oh dang. Which cycles me back to those gifts God gave me in the beginning. Despite my ability to create beauty through words and photographs, I don’t do nearly enough of either.

Did I mention this is the Year of 50?

Here are just a few of my plans!

50 published images.

50 published blogs.

50 authors. (Haha. OK, five.)

50 acts of kindness.

50 healthy habits.

50 adventures. (If I get the chance, I’m taking it! Do the things you fear the most FIRST!)

50 notes to friends.

50 notes to strangers.

50 learning opportunities. (Study! Grow! Learn!)

50 volunteer moments.

50 shares (beginning with this one: http://bit.ly/ImbaLove)

Seem like a lot? Yeah well, so do the years that God has inexplicably given me. Time to show Him my thanks by living joyfully!

Stay tuned—the Year of 50 has begun!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Linda Makiej - Congrats!! I hit 50 a few years ago and it is still getting BETTER!!!

Sherri Eisenhuth - Awesome blog post again Cheryl… you are outta control… love it!!! I cannot wait to watch the year unfold for you :)

Chris Vonada - Happy Year Of 50 Cheryl!! I’m right there with you, December 1 is my day. Excited to see what God has in store :-)

Tonya - I’m a few years PAST 50… piece of cake. Love the fireworks display.

Dee - wonderful post, had me giggling more than once. Looking forware to following your images through the year. Just dropping by fromP52…Happy New Year!

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Bittersweet Goodbye

It has been quite a ride.

For eight months now, I’ve worked alongside tireless men and women who spend their waking hours (and quite a few dreaming ones, too) unraveling ways to help those impacted by natural disasters.

Getting the job as communications manager was a dream come true.

Ever since I felt compelled (truly, it was a compulsive, HAVE TO GO urge) to trek to Haiti after the 2010 earthquake, my life has been different. Meeting Markenley and being part of the movement for change in a young boy’s future gave me new eyes. Instead of seeing what I may not have, the sheer abundance all around me is apparent at all times.

It made me hunger to do more.
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Sharon Padilla - Hugs to you, Cheryl! Sometimes we have to make hard choices that tug at our very heart and soul. I commend you for having done what you did to help in times of disaster. Heaven knows, at least at this stage in my life, I could not have done it. (Maybe when I was younger.) One thing we women tend to forget, and have to be reminded of from time to time, is that we have to take care of ourselves before we can begin to take care of others. I hope that you God blesses you on whatever path you choose to follow and I hope that you can feel confident in the choice that you made to step back and take a breath.

Lori - Cheryl,

You give everything you have-your whole heart-to everything you do & that is what makes you such a special person. You have made a true difference in the All Hands organization and impacted them in ways that are obvious and others you may never know.

” One person can’t change the world, but one person can change the world for someone.” – A canadian proverb

You have changed to world for many and they will forever be grateful.
It’s time for you to continue on the next step of your journey-there are other lives for you to touch in ways you don’t even know yet!

I love your heart!

Lori

elizabeth - Cheryl,
I admire you and all you do. You make us all want to be better people. We are supposed to go out there and help others and this New Yorker was glad to know that you were here and helping. love ya. elizabeth

Lucy Sullivan - Hi Cheryl!
Although I got to know you for a very short time on our photography adventure in Vermont, I could tell you have a big heart and a love for God. He will lead you and guide you. He will also use your gifts no matter where you are. God bless you.

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Having Fun With Photography

Trying out my mad skills just learned in the Kent Weakley Photography Adventure workshop in Vermont:)

Kent Weakley - Blue hour…with a reflection! Awesome! :)

Cheryl Lewis - You taught me well! :)

Sherri Eisenhuth - Beautiful Cheryl! Well done!!

Molly - Lucky you getting to go to that…. and you did a great job I love the colouring and reflection in this image.

Mollyxxx

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The Greatest of These is Love

Ever noticed that brouhaha laughs at itself?

It defines a social maelstrom, an uproar, a crisis of sorts.

You could say that is what has happened since Andy Stanley, senior pastor of North Point Community Church, mentioned a gay couple at our church.

Evidently, a man who was married to a woman decided he loved a man. Eventually, his wife also found a boyfriend. The gay couple wanted to volunteer at our church but, since the husband was still a husband, the answer was no. People engaged in extramarital affairs aren’t allowed to lead in family ministry at our church. So, instead, the husband and his boyfriend and the wife and her boyfriend all decided to attend our church with their children to worship together.

What a mess — but our church works very hard to be okay with messy, since most growth occurs there.

You might say it’s a church that unchurched people like to attend.

But, wait.

I mentioned a gay couple, didn’t I?

That means all bets are supposed to be off.

We certainly can’t allow them to come to church, can we?

I mean, we’re Christians.

This is where all theological debate begins. For those who believe that Jesus Christ is God, the son of God and also a holy spirit who resides within us once we’ve asked for that to happen, there is a certain Christian code we’ve agreed to accept.

There’s just one problem — or 80,000, in my case.

I don’t always interpret scripture — and, therefore, the code — the way that you interpret scripture or the way that my mother interprets scripture or the way that Andy Stanley interprets scripture.

In other words, I get to have a mind of my own.

Sometimes, that is not a blessing. I tend to make a mess of things. So I lean on the understanding of those who seem to make better decisions than I do in life — and have fewer consequences.

I want fewer consequences and I want to honor God.

It’s just that what that looks like for me may be different than how it looks for you.

What is important to me is how it looks to God.

He has searched me and knows me. How I feel and what I believe cannot be hidden from him. Like the parent that he is, God looks at me with whole love, discipline, compassion, understanding and, miracle of all miracles — grace.

Maybe that’s because he knows I’m broken. I came into life that way. It is the legacy I was given and the legacy I have passed along.

I seek him, anyway.

I like that the same seems to be true for that family that includes the gay couple. They are broken… and they are seeking him.

And… I hope you can fight to understand this… they are welcome.

That was really the point, as I interpreted it, of Andy’s sermon series. Jesus gave us a secret ingredient to success in our pursuit to be Christ-like:

Love one another.

Love more than you judge. Love more than you reject. Love more than you despise. Love more than you fear. Love more than you demand.

Love more than you don’t.

There are those among us who are broken. Please, Lord, rip the stone from my hand because, if you don’t, I will fling it and damage what you meant to heal.

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Beth Brown - Your writing makes me cry at times, at the beauty of it. At the honesty within it. At the healing that it brings. Miss you!

Cheryl Lewis - I miss you, too! I need a steady dose of our girls for all to be right with my world! :)

My Inner Chick - ****Maybe that’s because he knows I’m broken. I came into life that way. It is the legacy I was given and the legacy I have passed along.

I seek him, anyway.****

You. Are. Beautiful & Worthy. Xxxxxx LOVE.

Sherri Eisenhuth - Wow. How very beautiful and profound Cheryl. I hope one day everyone will come to realize the truth to this message.
Hugs girl! I hope I get to meet up with you again some day :)

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