I had to count - last Saturday was the third Saturday since my move. It has gone by quickly and yet it seems a life time ago.
Am I happy? Yes and no. Happy yes, because I finally made a right decision and made the move.
Happy no, because the move created some stressed I'd just a soon not have.
But what is life without a little stress? Stress can challenge us. That's the good in it. It can cause us to grow in how we learn to handle it. As for me, I will embrace the challenges.
Stress - money is tight. I visioned it not being so but my idea of how much money I would need was not reality, but I am dealing with it.
My sons are more needy and that is a bit stressful since I am not present to walk them through their latest issues.
Then there is the drive to work. I love the drive but at one point each morning I pass a certain person on the highway heading in the opposite direction. I find myself in anxious anticipation built with a bit of fear or nervousness if my driving or the way I am sitting in the car or the time of our passing will be acceptable to them. I wonder if they will think I am going too fast or too slow. I wonder if they will question why I am earlier or later than the day before.
It's crazy talk, I know that, however it doesn't change my thinking or my mood.
Why do I continue to allow people to control me? Is it a learned behavior I must unlearn? Are the answers in a book or is it a process each of us go through moment by moment as we make our way to a better mental health state?
I have come to the conclusion that the answer lies with God. Since you nor I are God as God is God, and He holds all the answer that we will never know or understand.
So, I turn to God for answers. I will walk more closely with Jesus and when in my day I find myself overwhelmed with sadness or negative emotions, I will ask my Adoni to hold me. I will ask the Holy Spirit to help me keep heavens view in sight and guide my walk.
The long drives, stuffed in the back seat of our Pink Rambler, in between two sisters is where I learned the art of throwing daggers with my eyes and how many songs can be sung with words like 'this' and 'that', causing the tongue to shoot in the direction of whichever sister you were mad at the time with. All the while, having an excuse in the lyrics of the song. All that, and plethora more...
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