Life back to normal.
Stress has a way of making one seem crazy. I wonder if it is harder for someone who is a perfectionist. It seems that if we think that life is hard……we bring about life being hard.
A hard lesson to learn is to always be grateful.
Be grateful for the blessings that come your way. You have to believe in your blessings. You have to have faith in yourself.
No one really knows the road that you had to walk to get to where you are. But you know it.
It really all depends on what you think of yourself.
What do you believe are your limits?
God has been so good to me at every turn. His Word defines who I am – His Word tells me who I can become in Him. The battle really is in the mind. People will make you feel less than…..
The art is … to know how to block their perceptions and to do what you do.
This week – I heard that small, soft voice that directs my path. And I listened.
Life is hard enough, without others putting their opinions onto you. Even if the world thinks you are an idiot, God says that you are Blessed!
Blessed shalt thou be in the city, and blessed shalt thou be in the field. Deuteronomy 28:3
If we hearken diligently unto the voice of the LORD thy God, to observe and to do all his commandments the LORD thy God will set thee on high above all nations of the earth:
Man will try to bring you down. It seems that times are getting more and more evil. It truly is rare to meet someone who does not operate on other’s opinions. People speak in implications and think that it is OK to put you down because they don’t use the words directly.
I thought that I had beaten this desire to be liked and the desire for perfection. I thought that I was through trying to get others to see me. See me, not see me through preconceived perceptions. But apparently not. Dec – NOW should have been some happy times. Resting in a blessing. But it was not to be.
It is time – NOW – to put down the chip that has been on my shoulder for years. It has no place on my path to heaven. It’s hard to let it go, but that small, soft voice is telling me – “to be blessed — Let it go”. Let it go. So what IS normal? Who am I without this chip?
I’m sure that my co-workers would love to know. I’m sure that my hubby would love to know. I would love to know.
I will tell you this, GOD knows—– and He wants me to see myself as He sees me.
Good bye old friend.
Skyy with no chip. (..or life back to normal)