Five Minute Friday - Fight

Fight.  I really hate that word.   It just brings up images of bloody lips and yelling.  Ugh.

But there is something that I just realized.  I'm always fighting.  Maybe not with words and bloody lips but with living a life that looks like a magazine.  And you know... it just doesn't seem worth it.  Cause what I'm really fighting is myself and it shows in my disorganization and in my attitude and in my lifestyle.  I'm fighting who I really am meant to be with who I think the world wants me to be.  Or rather perhaps it me fighting who I really am with the perception of who I think the world wants me to be.  So right now, I'm taking off my boxing gloves, wiping away the sweat and I'm going to stop fighting myself. God wants me to be me.  The real me.  Not the perception of who I think everyone else wants to see.

This is going to be hard.  One thing I know is that with God on my side, the fight will be over. This will be more like a journey.  An adventure where you don't know where you are quite going but when the mountain is steep and the valley is deep, God is there.  He is there walking beside me.  He is there pushing me up the mountain and walking deep in the valley  He is there.