Whoa Is Me

Walking.  Up Hill.  In the snow.  Both ways!!!!

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Has anyone ever peddled this brand of martyrdom?  Come on, be honest.  Certainly, those of us with children, nieces or nephews, relished a “soap box” moment or two conveying the trials and tribulations of the “olden days, “ when times were tough, luxuries were scarce, and contributing to the household was NOT an option, but a moral imperative.  Oh those hard times!

So, I’m not acquainted with a childhood memory of a harsh climb up a snowy hill – after all I’m from SavannahJ  BUT, it could be said that the coastal Savannah humidity, hanging heavily in the air like liquid vapor,  is a close comparison to a snowy day (maybe? LOL).

So my narrative might go something like this…

Walking. Up Hill. In the humidity.  Both ways.

Yep, that sounds good!  Poor me;-)

I found myself right smack in the middle of just such a “whoa-is-me” moment (or 2 or 3 J) not too long ago.  Goodness, to play back the pity party in my mind, it sounded as if my whole existence was a series of toil, trauma and burdens. Once I realized my attitude had taken a decided downturn, I had a little “come-to-Jesus” moment with MYSELF!!

I thought of the prophet Jeremiah and his “covenant of the heart.” That internal, authentic relationship with God – it’s truth based in sincerity of emotion and NOT in platitudes or external energies.  Yes, ALL of us face self-doubt and self-recriminations at some point in our lives.  It’s the inescapable certainty of the human condition.  But what I found, in getting back to basics, was a reconnection to my adventure of faith!

So I’m STILL going to allow myself a pity party from time to time.  I’m only human!  Yet, I’m SO grateful to know that my “Main Man,” God, holds out his hands to me at every moment just waiting for me to hand off all my “junk” to Him.  He’s got this!!   He’s Got ME!!  There isn’t anything that WE can’t handle.

How about we do a monthly “catch up?” Check out my e-letter, A Refreshing Pause. There’s a little something for everyone!

But FIRST–Please leave me a “HELLO” below, tell me about YOUR latest “Whoa-is-me” adventure and be entered in my Free Friday Giveaway this week!!

Hus and Blessings,

Pat

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  1. My most recent whoa is me began March 7 2016 when I took the leap and was admitted into Tampa General under gowing my 5th neck surgery due to a domestic violent injury I’ve been battling almost half my life. I just turned 49 was injured at the age of 26 as life as I knew it literally changed over night. Isolation has absorbed me for the last 2 years since my last surgery in 2014. I’m stuck in fear yet I know God has a calling on my life because I am here. My last surgery my vocal cord was paralyzed yet I’m blessed to still have a voice…a BEAUTIFUL voice yet I haven’t found the courage or don’t know where to begin. What if I don’t do it right? I feel different and allow the lie “I don’t fit in” or the question “Am I worthy” … Or am I to broken that I’m not strong enough? How can I be a leader when all I have ever been was a follower? I just feel stuck yet my heart yearns to serve my purpose it aches.

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