5 Ways you may be in the Gray

2a5d2505323b3ed6fa5cd53a9919ff69Throughout my journey with depression and bipolar, I’ve realized 2 very important things. The extremes of life are where they (depression and bipolar) want me to be, but the gray is where I strive to be. I desire to exist in the gray, because that is the balance between the high of my mania, and the low of my depression. It’s a little like doing standing ‘flys’ on a weight machine, except you never let the weight go.

So, if you’re like me, and think the gray is a good thing, here are five ways you may be in the gray:

  1. You are content in the moment. My mania wants me to plan every aspect of the future, and my depression tells me to remember all the things I’ve messed up in the past. The sweet spot is right in the middle of that. That’s where I’m humble and grateful for each and every thing in my life. (God has promised to supply all our needs. What we don’t have now, we don’t need now. -Elisabeth Elliot)
  2. You can have fluent conversations. When I’m surviving in my mania, I literally forget words and how to put them together to form a sentence. I think it’s because I’m thinking about the future, what the other person is thinking about me, if I’m making sense, and forming words all at the same time. In the gray, it’s like the puzzle pieces fall together. (Introverts: we dislike small talk, but we are fluent in the language of ideas and dreams.)
  3. You love beyond yourself. In the gray, I am as balanced as possible which means I have room to care and love others, rather than worrying about where I am. I believe my purpose in life is to spread and share joy with others, to make them smile, and laugh – to think about the good things, and let go of the not-so-good things. When I’m in the gray, I can help others find their gray. To me, that’s the ultimate form of serving. (Proverbs 11:27 Anyone can find the dirt in someone. Be the one who finds the gold.)Β 
  4. You are able to listen actively. In the gray, I am able to slow down and filter one thought at a time. Instead of wanting to speak and vomit all things in my mind out, I’m balanced, and available to listen, really listen, to people in my life. (God gave us mouths that close, and ears that don’t. That must tell us something. -anonymous)
  5. Your anxiety is low. I like to relate the idea of black and white to the amount of oxygen I’m receiving. Black, the low, is when you’re so out of air, you begin drowning – causing anxiety. White, the high, is when I’m hooked up to extra oxygen, and get anxious with all the extra energy I have. The gray is where I can stand, and just be. (1 Peter 5:7 Cast all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.)

Whether the gray is a positive or negative in your mind, it’s always good to continue to ask questions and check in with yourself. I do this, constantly, every day. Eventually, even if it’s just for a moment, the fragranceΒ of gray finds me.

Find your balance, whether it’s black, white, or gray.


Bananas, Gatorade, and Water


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I’m running a marathon. Twenty-six point two miles, 5.5 hours, just me and my thoughts. I put mile after mile behind me, and once I finish I realize, one of the most important keys to my finishing was the food and water stops. Sometimes it’s water, cold and refreshing. Other times, it’s Gu, a banana, or Gatorade. Regardless what was offered, in this race with just finishing as my goal, it was a place to rest, pause, accept where I was, and keep moving forward.

Today, I realized my life is a lot like that marathon. A struggle at times, numbness, joy, hope, at other times, the seasons of pause (much like the refueling stations), becoming ever more important to the forward movement of my life.

These pauses offer a time of reflection on what came before, and idea of where I’m going, and ultimately an opportunity for acceptance of where I am. These pauses are essential to forward movement, providing rest and refueling. At each pause becoming stronger, experiencing growth, and building my character.

I often ask myself ‘What’s the point of growing? Becoming older, wiser? Why be bold, why make mistakes and learn from them? What’s the point?’

The point is free will.

I am running (walking, sometimes crawling) this race any way. I choose to learn, I choose to grow, I choose to become better, and love more. I choose to make a choice.

What season of life are you in? How do you get strength to keep moving forward? I’d love to see your thoughts in the comments below. Use #bananas if you’re running your marathon every day.