I’m over it!
No, really I am. To be more precise …
I’m over ME.
I’m over taking myself too seriously. I’m over caring what anyone else thinks. I’m over worrying about what I do or do not have, what I can or cannot do, and what does or does not happen. I’m over wasting emotional energy and valuable time on things that just don’t matter.
And really, there are just so many things that really don’t matter.
Life is short. It is meant to be lived. It’s meant to be lived in the now …
Not in the someday
Not in the maybe
Not in the woulda, coulda, shoulda’s
Not in the place of I wish or I hope …
But in the now.
I’ve been pondering and praying along these lines for a long time. But a friend who has been battling stage 4 cancer over the past year wrote a recent blog post that was sort of the cherry on top. It was another nudge toward being even more intentional with the time I have left on this planet.
Even more present.
Even more bold.
Even more brave.
Because it isn’t worth wasting even a tiny part of your one and only life by living in your head …
In the past
Or even in plain old-fashioned discouragement
It’s just not worth it.
And yes, I also know that saying something doesn’t mean all the “stuff” I’ve dealt with throughout my life will suddenly do a disappearing act overnight. Don’t we all wish it was that easy!
But it does begin with a choice.
And I’ve made my choice.
I’m over it!
I know I’ll still have moments. I’ll still have days. In fact, it is entirely possible that about five seconds after I press “publish” on this particular post, I’ll have a mini-meltdown wondering who on earth I think I am to be talking so “big” — as if I’ve got this thing figured out.
But then, about five seconds after that, I’ll remember who I am.
I’m a daughter of the King.
I’m a co-heir with Christ …
And I lack nothing.
The thing I’m finally realizing is that his grace is much BIGGER than even the biggest of my talk. So I might as well go for it. Talk big. Live even bigger. He likes it when I step out in faith–even when my talk is a little bigger than where I’ve actually learned to walk.
Because he is bigger than my failures.
He is bigger than my fears.
And he sees me a whole lot “bigger” than I see myself, because he sees me in Christ.
(He also likes me a lot. I mean, he really, really likes me.)
And when I live in that reality — no matter what else is going on — whether good, bad, or indifferent — I don’t need to worry about me.
Because Jesus already has that covered. He has me covered. I’m always on his mind, so I don’t need to be on mine quite so often. What a relief. So many other wonderful things to focus on.
And the people, places, and issues on his heart …
So yeah, I’m over it.
I’m over me.
In fact, I want to be so far over it that all I can see is what’s above. Because when my gaze is above …
I’m focused on the only One who really is “over it” all.
NOTE: Whenever I post something with a little more “kick” to it, I always want to be sensitive to those who are in the midst of suffering. I want to be clear that I am not saying “get over it” to those who are going through incredibly difficult things. There are certain things in life you have to go through before you can “get over” them. Sending love and prayers to those who are in that place today ❤