Here’s the goods: 1 word. 5 minutes. No edits or take backs. Then a little party over at Lisa Jo’s. Jump on in, the water’s fine.
Alright, that’s it. Get out. You heard me. Get. Out. Yes, you-self doubt. And you too, worry. Anxiety? There’s no room for you here. Disappointment? Aint nobody got time for you either. So pack up your baggage, send off your burdens and head out the door. You’re crowding me, and I’m done.
Yep, I’m done. Enough comparing and contrasting. Enough pros and cons and what’s coming next. That’s it. There’s no point. I am where I am and that’s where I’m going to be. Because that’s exactly where He wants me. So mommy guilt? Be gone. I’ll snuggle my babes and play at the park and read books, even though I have a job and am a working mom. High blood pressure? Pfft. I’m over you. Step aside and let me go, because I’m releasing the stress. Y’all are crowding me in, and I’m getting claustrophobic, so it’s time to hit the road, Jack. And don’t come back.
Because I’ve got something you don’t have-peace. That’s right Anxiety, Self-doubt and Disappointment. I’ve got peace. The peace that passes all understanding. So take that. You can’t have your cake and eat it too, so pack up the good china and here’s a pint of ice cream (it helps when you’re feeling low). And head on out that front door.
I’m sure I’ll see you again. I’m sure you’ll try to start crowding in, pushing aside my other feelings and trying to take over. But that’s all right. You can try. You can give it your best shot. Fire away. Because I’m not biting. So let it go and give it up. I am.