Ah back to the Land of the Living! Or something like that. My apologies for the extended absence, my friends. I have two main reasons for my unintended furlough, both of which are interrelated, and neither are especially tantalizing. I wish I could say I went on an exotic vacation or was selected as a contestant on that secret singer show. But no. My stuff is all within normal limits of mundane human existence:
Basically, I’ve been a mess. I promise, I haven’t forgotten about you or my all-over-the-place blog! Life is messy, ain’t it? We were never promised a walk in the park, I know. Let’s keep praying for each other.
Lots of love and virtual hugs, M
No, I'm not mad.
I'm too busy being thankful that God saved me from a life of chaos and lunacy and trying too hard and always failing to be mad. Too busy finally finding out who I am - and that I actually like me- to be mad.
Too busy living life and smiling and finding what it means to be fully authentic. Too busy working hard and sleeping well and having energy and simply being to be mad.
Mad is what you tell other people so I'll look like the bad guy.
Okay, I'll be the bad guy. Mad. Unforgiving. Unreasonable. Cold. Uncaring. And all of the other things you can say about me.
It's clearly my fault. It always has been, right?
And I'm completely okay with that. You see, your opinion of me does not define me. What your neighbors and family think about me doesn't bother me. Man's assessment of me doesn't determine my value. Gossip and rumors and messages sent from "concerned" others have no bearing on the course of my life.
I walk in freedom with an Audience of One.
Go on, say what you say.
I know I am free.
Photo credit: Pixabay as usual
Blog topic credit: Jesus, my life, done been healed from codependency
What if this isn't the end of the world?
What if I am in the process of moving even closer to who I am meant to be?
What if things really do work out for the good?
What if there is a beautiful lesson here?
What if fiery trials actually refine souls?
What if I can and will get over this?
What if this is actually making me stronger?
What if my brain is lying to me when it says, "You can't survive this"?
What if there is a bigger picture and things I just don't know yet?
What if there really is beauty for ashes?
What if I believe that God is Who He says He is?
What if it really does take longer for the heart to understand what the head already knows?
What if I'm going to look back on this in 5 years and laugh?
What if this is actually saving me from something far worse?
What if I will help someone one day because I have walked this road?
Give yourself permission to consider the "what ifs," my friends. What if hope is waiting in the midst? Be healed. Be loved. You are loved, Beloved.
photo credit: pixabay
The Motley Ms.
Hi! My name is Melinda (or Mel, if you like). I'm a saved-by-grace-er, lifelong learner, INFJ, health & fitness trynabe, Mom, mental health vlogger (hey! go subscribe!!) and Child & Family Therapist - not necessarily in that order (well, except the first one). If you want to see my business-y side, check out my super-professional business website.
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