Like A Thief In the Night

I had a depressing drive home from the pool today (Michelle Metzler, you rock my world and your pork bbq rocks my husband's belly!). Do you ever get those moments when you're alone with your thoughts for too long and nothing true, noble, right, pure, or lovely comes to mind?

It's terrible. It's the pits.

The enemy knows right where to get me and then I question all my confidence and relationships.

Week 5 of upheaval and we've been blessed, doused, with incredible givers. Givers of time. Givers of skill. Givers of food. Givers of ideas. Even givers of hugs, just when we need it the most.

I remember after having Eva I learned a hard lesson, asking for help. For some this comes easy, but for me, it felt like asking for help was admitting to failure. My failure would then lead to judgment.

That's a lie. Not true. Don't believe it.

Since, I've tried to rejoice in the fact that people love me and truly want to lend a hand, with nothing expected in return. Wow, so freeing.

But then that voice comes, like a thief in the night, and steals my freedom and whispers words of ungratefulness, failure, and defeat.

That's a lie. Not true. Don't believe it.

So I sit in the middle of this pep-talk. This is me choosing to believe truth and choosing to silence the lies.

This is a quote from a friend, "No expectations-can be great expectations," I saw on FB yesterday.

Today, He places no expectations upon you. Can you love and be loved in return? Will you let them love you when you have nothing to give back?

Yes. The answer is yes.

Cheers to truth today, in your life and in mine. Be free!