If there is one thing I've learned about myself over the past few years, its that I can always learn to do better. Challenges are always hanging around, but if I work at something long enough, hard enough, with extra information and help, eventually I'll get the hang of things.
And if there is one thing I've seen about the world we live in, its that we believe so little about ourselves and God's ability to work and grow. The complaint is usually the first thing to enter our mind and exit from our mouth - I wish {enter problem here}would change. I, for example, have a list of things that has bothered and depressed me for years going back to adolescence. Things like my complexion, my weight, my relationships, my financial status, my to-do list, my stress...etc. We all WANT to be better or different, but whether by ignorance or laziness, we just think its not possible. "I've been this way my whole life!" "You think I'm bad, you should've seen my parents. I'm doing great compared to them!" Or that the only way its possible is to be completely miserable (discipline) and who can live like that? Am I right?
Well, it's a lie that I'm sure the devil started. You can do better! It doesn't matter what you've come from, what you've spent the last decade learning to be right (while it was sooo wrong), or how messed up things are right now. You can change your perspective, your habits, your responses. We can be an active participant in our life instead of a victim. God is waiting for that desperate but determined plea for help when we finally admit we're not going to do it alone. But we put him off with delusions that it's too hard anyway.
It's common to get a little teary eyed at the person who was born with a condition or had a terrible accident or was found in an abusive situation and then applaud their courage and persistence in rising above their circumstances. They are an inspiration, we say. Yes, yes they are. They have defied the odds. Combatted hardship and rejection. And they succeeded! It is wonderful. So, then what is my excuse? No, really. What is your excuse? Is it harder than any possible scenario I've described? I daresay there might be a few who have comparable situations, but for the rest of us, what's our problem? I have all of my limbs, no degenerative disease and was not abused as a child - or any other tragic thing I can think of. As a young teenager I was heavily rejected by some girls who I thought I was friends with and now I constantly have to remind myself to relax and that any friend isn't hating every second with me. So I guess if you want to classify that as some tragic situation, ok, but still I'm sure we all have those kinds of stories. So, what?
You can do better. I can work smarter. We can change those problems. Or at least we can grow. It's hard to change, for sure. But why wouldn't you want to be healthier and happier? Really? You'd rather just complain about it? Well, I get that. Sometimes its easier to complain than to work. But I'm over it, myself. I'm ready for results and steady growth. Extremism is for the birds, but balanced growth and change. Yeah, I'm feeling it these days. Hope you will too!
And if there is one thing I've seen about the world we live in, its that we believe so little about ourselves and God's ability to work and grow. The complaint is usually the first thing to enter our mind and exit from our mouth - I wish {enter problem here}
Well, it's a lie that I'm sure the devil started. You can do better! It doesn't matter what you've come from, what you've spent the last decade learning to be right (while it was sooo wrong), or how messed up things are right now. You can change your perspective, your habits, your responses. We can be an active participant in our life instead of a victim. God is waiting for that desperate but determined plea for help when we finally admit we're not going to do it alone. But we put him off with delusions that it's too hard anyway.
It's common to get a little teary eyed at the person who was born with a condition or had a terrible accident or was found in an abusive situation and then applaud their courage and persistence in rising above their circumstances. They are an inspiration, we say. Yes, yes they are. They have defied the odds. Combatted hardship and rejection. And they succeeded! It is wonderful. So, then what is my excuse? No, really. What is your excuse? Is it harder than any possible scenario I've described? I daresay there might be a few who have comparable situations, but for the rest of us, what's our problem? I have all of my limbs, no degenerative disease and was not abused as a child - or any other tragic thing I can think of. As a young teenager I was heavily rejected by some girls who I thought I was friends with and now I constantly have to remind myself to relax and that any friend isn't hating every second with me. So I guess if you want to classify that as some tragic situation, ok, but still I'm sure we all have those kinds of stories. So, what?
You can do better. I can work smarter. We can change those problems. Or at least we can grow. It's hard to change, for sure. But why wouldn't you want to be healthier and happier? Really? You'd rather just complain about it? Well, I get that. Sometimes its easier to complain than to work. But I'm over it, myself. I'm ready for results and steady growth. Extremism is for the birds, but balanced growth and change. Yeah, I'm feeling it these days. Hope you will too!
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