It Has Been A Bit

So, my boss (criticism with a smile) just told me today that I am not dressy enough with my clothes. My outfit is dress plants and a casual dressy shirt. Apparently, they want business formal, with a whole business suit. What? To me, who has to pay for it and wear it, that seems hideous, outdated, unnecessary and stupid. However, it has been a bit since I have done this and maybe things have changed and that is the thing now? So, here I go looking for a dumb jacket so I can still wear the clothes I bought already for this job. God will provide what I need and I will do what needs to be done, no matter how uncomfortable. Still very thankful for the job. Still very thankful to the income. I am thankful, I am thankful, I am thankful. πŸ˜ƒβ€οΈ

Bandages in Recovery

Ending my addiction was a great gift of mercy and grace from God. I was blessed in my life to have loving people who prayed for me regularly and God answered their faithful prayers. I feel it is a gift every day to be in recovery.

However, it is not easy. I made tons of messes along the way while I was busy being a selfish addict- which all addicts are- and bandages have to be ready to apply all the time. God forgave me and I have recently also forgiven me. But, I made many bad choices that people are not so easy to forgive because they seriously hurt them. I have to try to heal relationships with my kids for one. I have given them years of bad parenting- I did my best and tried to love them but was a secret selfish addict and that always affects innocent children for years. Trying to do my best now is hard because I am not sure how to do all this while feeling everything. I have come a long way but have very far to go. I need a lot of bandaids ready at a moment’s notice and hope and am praying that my kids don’t take up addictions to temporarily mask their pain. They never last long and God is a much better, healing choice for true freedom.

I have to give myself grace while feeling very alone. My saving grace is having a relationship with the Lord. I trust Him and He takes care of me. I am trying to figure out how to do things. So I keep putting on bandaids and pray for God’s deep healing in their lives and mine as we keep going in recovery. Praise God! I am so thankful to be in recovery! God is so good!πŸ˜ƒβ€οΈ

Black Plague, I Mean Friday

I do not shop when people tell me to. I shop when I need something for my family or friends. Need is the word. A pressure thing is not my idea of a good time. I hate shopping anyway, but to feel like I have to because I was told to or tempted by some stupid sale is dumb. I will get what we need when we need it. Things are always on sale. To thank God for all His blessings we are content with on Thursday and mow people down to get the newest stuff trending now before our neighbors can get it is a travesty and is absolutely double minded and sick. One foot in contentment and one foot in worldly materialism and greed just rubs me wrong.

So, you do whatever is right in your eyes, but please remember that yesterday we celebrated all God has already given us. I will stay home and love on my family. I will shop for Christmas presents as I wander casually through December. God bless us, everyone. πŸ˜„β€

Bigger and Better Exaggerations

Have you noticed the at least American tendency toward exaggeration? We used to use our words well. Now we have to stress the importance by making them bigger, better, more impactful. It is no longer “important”, it is now “very important”. It is not “unique”, it is “very unique”. It is not “big”, it is “enormous”. We have awards for awards. It is like either pride has run wild or people feel they need extra drama to be worthy of any attention. I am not sure its origins but it is a thing. And it saddens me. When words don’t matter without exaggeration and embellishments, I just want to hug the speaker and tell them they are lived without needing all the bonus footage. They are enough. We are enough. We are made and loved by God and are worth conversations and attention without all the flourish. We need to get back to our roots and say it simpler with meaning. Just a thought I had.πŸ˜„β€