It’s the Little Things Sometimes…

Sometimes in life, people come along when you’re trying to be as positive as possible because you’re working on yourself and then they remind you why you’re working on yourself. Sometimes it’s a good thing, but sometimes it hurts. I had recently made a personal goal to only post funny, uplifting, and happy things on my Facebook wall. I literally just posted a status that I thought was surely acceptable…until certain friends from the past reminded me of all the complaining, negativity, and angst I have had in my life. Yeah, thanks Satan. I always needed that reminder that you exist; just when I was getting right with God. *insert certain imperfect words we all like to use here* Yeah that’s what was going through my mind. We resort to name calling, cursing the ground these other imperfect people walk upon, and in the end, we feel shame for stumbling again. Am I right? As I’m sitting in my bed waiting for the democratic debate to come on and criticize those imperfect people and listening to Justin Bieber’s new album Purpose (LIKE HELLO ITS SO GOOD PEOPLE, talk about true grace!), I feel a sense of panic coming back to me. I’m sick to my stomach, my face is red, and I’m shaking. So you ask, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN?” (I dare you not to burst out into song) These are just some of the effects of the anxiety that God has gifted me with…some sarcasm intended, but I hope I can truly say that my anxiety is a gift to all of my readers and that I impact at least a few women with any anxiety disorder. The purpose in me telling you this story was to hopefully hear that you can relate, and that I’m not crazy for being mad at a person on a computer. f10cb276560acd0140e5c815f8a2f5e5

But, if I’m truly being honest right now, this post was for myself, so I could write it out, shake it off (ignore my Taylor Swift obsession here), and praise God for His eternal mercies. But, maybe, hopefully, possibly, you’ve been in a similar situation recently where someone has made your blood boil (cause now you’ve got bad blood) and you just want to go off. If so, congratulations, you’re as imperfectly perfect as I am. I still love you, God still loves you, and remember that hurt people hurt people. We don’t know what everyone is going through in their present situations.
I will leave you with encouragement:
John 16:33 (ESV)
“I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”
God is bigger than our little problems and aggravations such as these. God Bless!

One thought on “It’s the Little Things Sometimes…

  1. Dainty M says:

    I can totally relate to everything you’ve said here! Including the Taylor Swift puns 😛 Writing has always been my best outlet for depression and clearly, it’s yours as well! So write it all out! Keep journals, make posts, whatever it takes to ‘shake it off’ so it doesn’t overwhelm you, please do. Inasmuch as you’re trying to bless our hearts, we also hope to bless yours ❤

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