As I wrote last week there seems to be a confluence of stressors lately. It’s strange. It goes beyond ‘when it rains, it pours’. This is like a crucible. It’s like there’s a lot of small and large pressures coming from all sides that the only way to survive is to purify. I know that sounds strange.
I was reflecting last night on ‘being too nice’ and how I have such emotional reactions to things (usually carefully hidden from others). And how I sometimes feel like my emotional reaction is a bad thing – but then I started seeing how an event like the one Sunday night would have shut me down mentally for a couple days before.
I think as I’ve grown I move through that emotional reaction faster – more quickly to decisive action. I don’t think I’ll ever get rid of that tendency to take things so personally – and I think it’s one of my natural gifts – but to feel fully and move to action is a much more powerful stance to be in.
Once I decided I was moving out, I felt a lot better. Yes, it’s going to be aggravating to move again – but at least I hadn’t notified everybody of my new address. I still haven’t unpacked some stuff. And I already know how many boxes I need to get. It’s like I’ve already rehearsal-moved so now I know exactly what I need this time around. I may get rid of even more stuff this time – who knows.
Maybe God is telling me to travel light!
I think when I went through a similar level of crap a few years ago I remember thinking.
Sometimes God leaves a Post-It note. If you ignore those, he sends you the memo.
I got the memo. If you ignore the memo – you get a pink-slip – and then you know you’re in deep shit.