Quiet the Chaos, Honor Your Story
Invincible will never describe me. I am not super human, or super strong, or super anything. I am Lisa- humble, quiet, reserved, and meek. This world can be intimidating and scary even. Filled with fierce determination and absolute faith, this world remains small in the presence of my God.
You see, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. In many cases, I assumed I could 'fix' the world because I know I have that power. But I cannot.
Life, people, this world are often mysterious and baffling. Rest assured the world’s illusion of power and control will never stand when against the reality and truth of God’s power, love, grace, and strength.
I am learning the difference of being the one in peril versus being the family member on the outside looking in- powerless, exhausted, speechless, and scared. Picture me tapping my fingernails against the windowpane of a room I cannot enter, tears pouring down my cheeks, and fear capturing every breath I take.
I look in the mirror and imagine I look like someone out there. I may be the spitting image of another human being. But I will never know. I have no pictures, no videos, no anything to solve my internal mystery.
There is beauty here, hidden from day. Silence inviting in a melancholy way. Peace encompasses the chaos of mind Dark envelops the beast of daytime light.
My optimistic enthusiasm was replaced with pessimistic fear. Silently, I battled these wars inside my own mind. As I look back now, it was a tragedy. My own self-defeating tragedy.
Don’t ever stop the cheering for our brave men and women, who choose to serve their country. It doesn’t matter what you think of the current cause, or who the President of the United States is, because at the end of the day, they are just doing the job they signed up to do. They are there to serve and protect the United States of America.
First of all, who knew I could be loved like that? Second, it forced me to be responsible to help myself, because I don't want to live in depression.
Over the last several months I clearly saw myself spiraling, one dreadful circumstance after another. Over and over I looked in the mirror and asked, "Who are you? Where are you?" Over and over I heard silence at the other end.
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