I have created my own prison. I am so programmed to make other people happy that I often sacrifice myself in the process. I was having a conversation with someone today and described myself as a colander or strainer. Lately, I have such an outflow that sometimes it is impossible for me to be filled. Have any of you ever felt that way?
I can give you a few examples. The other day I posted something on my personal Facebook page that mattered to me. I received a public comment from someone saying how it had offended them. They were only seeing the post from their perspective not mine. They did not even bother to ask or try to learn what the post meant to me. I applied the 49/51 rule. It seemed to be a bigger issue for them than for me so I apologized and removed it. The thing is, this person has never once done anything to fill the holes in the colander. They have never once contributed anything to me in a positive way. As a matter of fact, they have posted some things that I have disagreed with and I did not make them feel small for it. I felt that it was THEIR Facebook page and that they were entitled to post as they wish. I could either scroll on by or hit the unfriend button. I honored someone who does not honor me. Hmmm.
One more example before moving on. I have worked in the public since I was 14 years old. I have been infused with the concept of providing excellent customer service from way back then. I have always done so exceeding the highest of expectations. However, there are some people who are just hateful, gruff and who would not know happiness if it was served up on a platter. Making them happy has made me unhappy and they have not even cared. They did not miss a beat as they went on barking to the next person they encountered. I do not even think it would matter to them if they knew the real public opinion of them because in their minds they are their own idols. In dealing with a handful of those type of people with my deep ingrained sense of excellence, I have taught them how to treat me- with little or no respect. The next time they bark- I just might bite!
It is a delicate balance for me as a Christian because I always try to be kind and considerate and to treat people as Jesus would. I try to show respect and take the high road. It never really occurred to me that even Jesus spoke his mind. Jesus even got mad!
I hope that this will resonate with some of you. I am a child of the highest King. I am flawless in his eyes. He treasures me. I must do the same. You must do the same. We must stand tall and proud. We must be confident that we are royalty. We must not be afraid to speak our truths and stand for who we are. Our God is not a god of fear.
I have lived in a state of fear not even realizing it – the fear of making someone mad, ruffling their feathers! Fear has been the filter by which I have made so many choices. We cannot reach our greatest heights with fear ruling our behaviors. We cannot achieve all that God wants for us in our lives if we are limiting ourselves and our actions out of fear of a reaction. The process is exhausting and self-defeating!
I do not know what your fear is (fear is fear period) but I know that it all comes from the same place and Satan has kicked it up a notch as I have gotten closer to my goals and my dreams. Today, I sent him packing!
I pray that you do the same. I want all of you to reach high. Stand on your tippy toes if you must. Your dreams are that close. Do not let anyone steal them away from you. Become all that you have ever wanted to be.
“Fear not, for I am with you.” Isaiah 41:10
Until Next Time,