Man vs. Himself

I'm pretty forgetful in real life.  (My keys are always running away.)

Some days, I feel like I could seriously lose my mind.  It seems like I live at one end or the other of two extremes.  Either so much going on I can't think, or not enough going on and I have too much time to do nothing but think.  I have a feeling I'm not alone in this.

Sometimes I have to remind myself of stuff.  Like this sort of stuff.  Maybe you need to be reminded of some stuff, too.

You're allowed to be weak, even when you think it's silly.  Especially when you're at work and you're frustrated because you're folding the same table of dress pants for the fourth time...in the past hour.  Go in the bathroom and let the tears escape.  Then put on some fresh lip gloss and get back on your feet.  Your shift will be over soon enough.

You are resilient.  Remember the time in your life when you were in another country, and your host mother didn't like you?  Remember when that lady in church tried to ruin your reputation?  Remember how you moved 10 hours away from your family to place where you didn't know anyone?  Remember, you survived those things.  You will survive this, too.

Show yourself some grace.  The only person pressuring you to have all the answers right now is you.  Silence the voices in your head long enough to make peace with the fact that you're human.  You don't have to have it all together.  Not every decision you make is life or death.  If you want to make a big move in life, do it.  If it doesn't work out, then move on.  You hear me, Annie?  The sun will come out tomorrow.

God is faithful.  You will fall down in life.  You will also get back up.  He is the one who started the good work in you, and He promises to see it through infinity.  God's faithfulness is not dependent on your performance.

You have worth.  It's hard to imagine that a God who speaks oceans into being created you in His image, but He did.  Joy.  Grace.  Peace.  Victory.  This is your inheritance.  Sometimes you just have to proclaim things like this until you believe them.

Alone is not an option, even if you wanted it to be.

Genie in a Bread Pan

I’m lucky that my mind is barely in tact.  

Resistance, persistence, repeat.  

My mind has a mind of its own.  I’m not sure if I’ll ever breathe easy again.  Call me drama but call me human.  Maybe I’m not the crazy one – maybe the world has us so numb we wouldn’t know righteousness if it threw itself at us in an empty bar.  Don’t look at me like you know something I don’t, as though your life experience should be teaching me something.  Appease, release, repeat.    No thanks.

All I want to do is get through the day in tact. 

Color me human.