failed frittata

The above frittata took from me five eggs, three stalks of red chard, half a zucchini, a block of feta, an onion, some garlic and a tablespoon of coconut oil, and what did it give back in return?

A giant, sloppy mess.
With browned edges.
And rose-colored liquid all over the counter.

In short, DISASTER.

Now can I be honest with you? People, I have days (ok, weeks) like that frittata, and I don’t mean in the kitchen. There are times (recent times) where I feel like I’m investing a lot of hours, energy, effort, what-have-you into something (say, self-employment), expecting certain results, and when those results don’t come: DISASTER! Panic! Stay out of my way!

It’s not pretty. Again, kind of like that frittata.

blue skies
If I let myself, I can get very tunnel-visioned about these things, where I see only the frittatas of my life and none of the bright blue skies, none of the curried chicken salad, none of the brain-food cookbooks (giveaway ends tonight!), none of the garden tomatoes.

summertime

D. Martyn Lloyd Jones said when you get discouraged, you should talk to yourself—or really, I think he said you already are talking to yourself, going over and over all the things that are super frustrating, and that’s what’s making you discouraged—so to combat it, you’ve gotta’ turn that mental conversation around, kind of like David did in the Psalms with his “Why are you cast down? … Hope in God!”

You could call it counting your blessings I guess, and it may look like writing a good things list or recounting grace to yourself or maybe even telling other people, on Twitter, on Flickr, on three-hour phone calls, on this little blog, how blessed you are, but whatever the case, listen: the more you do it, the more you change inside.

It’s like it really doesn’t matter what’s grabbing your brain these days—stress at work, stress with friends, worry about the future, fear about direction—you can walk through it with grace when you stop and see how full your hands are.

At least I’m finding mine are.

trees in nashville

So along those lines, and to get you up-to-date on a variety of things I’ve been meaning to get you up-to-date on, I present a list. Of good things. Feel free to share your own, and we can, you know, talk to ourselves together:

Life is good.

***I’ll choose a winner for this giveaway at 5 PM CST tonight, so check back there a little after that to see who won! And I’ll be back next week with a cool new recipe I can’t wait to tell you about.

Shanna Mallon started Food Loves Writing back in 2008, as a way to remember her grandma and write about her life through food. Since then it's become a place leading her to a lifestyle of eating whole foods, a new home in Nashville and the love of her life, Tim. Follow Shanna on Twitter @foodloves, keep up with Food Loves Writing on Facebook and stay inspired with the monthly newsletter.

This Post Has 22 Comments

  1. Lan

    can i just say i know exactly what you’re talking about? i *just* finished writting up a blog post for Monday about how this summer has been full of carelessness, and yet, i’m still so very blessed with everyone and everything in my life. disasters (which is such a dramatical adjective in the whole scheme of things) that occur sometimes, they just make everything else all the more sweeter and loverly.

  2. Maria

    Wow. I feel so special to be included amongst blogs you love to read, because your little corner has some of the nicest writing I’ve met on the internet.

    PS: My grandpa used to stick his soupy too-many-tomatoed frittatas into the oven “to crunch things up”, he’d say – so you’re not alone, in egg dishes or life. :)

  3. Shannalee

    Christine, Well thank you for those kind words! I’d say you’re a good thing, too! : )

    Lan, I love how often we’ve been on the same page lately. And I know, I know! Disaster IS so dramatical (love that word) in the whole scheme of themes, and I wish I could remember that more often!

    Maria, I always look forward to your posts, I mean it! And your grandpa sounds adorable!

  4. Celeste

    Hey Shannalee,
    I am thinking of you and praying for that employment…
    I also hope you have a great weekend.
    I am off to Seattle, a little closer to your neck of the woods but still not close enough.
    We are off to have a foodie adventure including finding some new coffee shops. Cheers,

  5. Megan Gordon

    Oh man, what an honor to be involved in that list! I feel exactly the same about each and every post I find from you in my in box. I wish we could have coffee, really. Because you know I did the self-employment thing for over a year and I get it. I totally get it. It’s all about fresh air, and little breaks with friends, and cutting yourself off at a certain time (no working in the evening!) and seeking out things that excite you. Always. But you probably know all of that. When the heck are you going to get out to CA?!

  6. Shannalee

    Chrissy, Great list – makes me happier just reading it! : )

    Jessica, Oh, you’re very kind. Thanks!

    Celeste! Thank you SO MUCH for praying. Hope you guys have a great vacay – next one, chicago!? : )

    Kendra, You get it.

    Sues, Weekends are very good indeed.

    Amanda, Exactly – soooo daily! It’s nice to know other people feel the same way.

    ZDubb, Thank you!

    Megan, Not soon enough! But when I do, we will sit and chat and laugh and commiserate and it will be grand. Thank you so much – and also for the tips. I need to hear them!

  7. Angela@spinachtiger

    10 For the mountains may depart
    and the hills be removed,
    but my steadfast love shall not depart from you,
    and my covenant of peace shall not be removed,”
    says the Lord, who has compassion on you.

    This was worth repeating.
    Feed your mind and heart good things; shield it from chronic complainers.
    I had to leave a group of women early the other night for all the complaining and negativity was taking me down.
    I love your heart and honesty. He has great plans for you.

  8. molly

    I just love this. All of it. Maybe the red puddle of juice, most especially. Though maybe only becuase I’ve been there. Often. And the links. And all of it.

    Cheers,
    Molly

  9. Maddie

    I’m just back from vacation, and it says a lot that Food Loves Writing was my first stop on Google Reader. No matter how much you’re tugged between letdowns and blessings, you should know that your words mean so much to others–and that all of those others can completely commiserate! Take care of yourself. :)

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