The beautiful people

This week I fight hard with dirt beneath my nails to find things to give thanks for.

As always thankful for my family

This was no pretty week!

The temptation; to not blog at all. To stuff down the ugliness because after all I'm a mature God fearing Christian woman. Don't we reach a point in our maturity where we no longer need to see such ugliness in our hearts?

This is the month of blessings and giving thanks for said blessings.

Not speaking it...well then it's somehow not committed to.

I feel as though I just crawled through the muck and mire to this keyboard. Somehow it seems an injustice for "Laughtershock" to be so heavy and downtrodden of late but it real, it's life.

Truly at wits end. Ready to cash it all in...whatever that means. I drive about with thoughts of a one way trip out of town. Could I do that to my children? So hemmed in and yet shocked that the thought even finds it's way into my entertainment.

As I wrestle my flesh I know that caregiver fatigue is mostly the culprit but I don't seem to be able to right myself. This boat sees itself about to capsize.

The frailest of people, needing love and support and care. Striving to deliver their happiness but it seems to merely evaporate in thin air as it leaves my hands.

Ahhh Lord give me strength.What more can I do?

This downcast, discouraged and drained of all strength soul.

My strength is in You and right here at the end of myself may I find You and Your rest.

Worry is my bedfellow and I rebuke it.

May this time next year Lord I look back and see a reflection of a beautiful person...woman. Refined and with Your reflection!

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths.

These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep, loving concern.

Beautiful people do not just happen.

--Elizabeth Kubler-Ross--

 

#217 Your promises
# 218 Faith
# 219 Family

Be Yourself

Wednesday's Word


Ran across this tweet yesterday:


RT @MatthewBarnett: Never let a few people that don't get you, shape you, into their limited knowledge of what you can become. // YES!!

Matthew Barnett is the Pastor of the L.A. Dream Center and author of the New York Times Bestselling Book "The Cause Within You".


It got me thinking...

WHEN PEOPLE'S OPINIONS MATTER TOO MUCH!

We can fall somewhere between

• having no self identity. 
• Shape shifting into those in our near vicinity (like a chameleon). 
• Smiling & nodding only to later stew...

• THEN OTHER TIMES we carefully remove all  jewelery, our glasses and purse and roll up the sleeves to allow the inner SHANIQUA's release like the KRAKEN. The poor souls had no idea this would be the last day they took a breath! (I tend to fall into this category =()

Hopefully we fall somewhere in the middle.

In any case, as I pondered this tweet I came to this conclustion.

How can we best witness the TRUTH in our lives if we don't even know the truth.

Seriously could write a book on this.

Not everyone has the proper judgment in determining when we are right, wrong or indifferent. There is truely only One!

It's next-to-impossible to be yourself when you're caught up in constantly wondering "Do they think I'm funny? Does she think I'm fat? Do they think I'm stupid? Am I good/clever/popular enough to be a part of 'whomever'?"
To be yourself, you've got to let go of these concerns and just let your behavior flow, with only your consideration of others as a filter — not their consideration of you.

Matthew followed up with another tweet on the subject:

RT @MatthewBarnett If you are ruled by people's opinion then you refuse to let God have dominion.

Amen and Amen!



I wonder if this is what we look like to God as we labor to be someone we are not?

Oscar Wilde once said with his usual wit: Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.

Tuesday's Quote

When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.
~Helen Keller~