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Who Were You Made to Be?

I have a pet peeve. I have a pet passion. As you might expect, they're polar opposites.

My pet passion is simple: be who God made you to be. You don't have to be anyone else. You don't have to live up to anyone else's expectations. You don't have to answer to anyone's judgments of you except God's. He's the One to whom you answer. We only have so many years on this earth. I want to do something with those years. I have a t-shirt that says: "You have one life. Do something." I want my life to make a difference. My name may not go down in history, but if I love passionately, if I obey the call of God for ME, I will affect other lives. That's all I want - to affect at least one other life in a positive, life-giving, life-changing way. In order to do that, I have to be who God made me to be. I have to do what God made me to do.

We're all so different. That's on purpose. We all need what each other has to give.

I've lived most of my life with the heavy burden of pleasing everyone. I continue to struggle with it. I hate confrontation. I hate animosity. I hate conflict. I want to keep the peace at all costs, but I've learned that the cost is too high. The cost is me - a clump of me here, a strand there. Before I realized it, there was little of me left. I had stopped listening to God, not on purpsoe. I was just too busy listening to everyone else.

Now I know. I KNOW I'm supposed to write. I don't know what will happen with my writing, but it's what I have to do. I can't not write. I know I'm not in the mainstream of life anymore - American life anyway. I have to make definitive choices. I have to make time to write. There are only so many hours in a day and only so many days to any one life. I want to purposely use that time to live my life. Not someone else's and not someone else's idea of what mine should be.

My pet peeve? Very simply: People who play God. People who manipulate and control. We all have opinions, but we don't have to push our opinions on those around us. What is it that makes it so difficult for some to let others live their own life? What is it that makes some think they know what's best for everyone?

Be who God made you to be.
Let everyone else do the same.

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  1. AnonymousJune 22, 2009 at 12:37 AM

    Preach it,sis! I know I was just gonna read the one about Dad, but I got carried away. You write; I read. Deal.

    love,
    Dy

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