Further Thoughts

I once read a great book with great advice- It takes steel for a man to fight naked (or something along those lines. Sorry, Stephen King for mussing your words)

I feel naked.

Not physically naked, you can all stop that train of thought right where it's at. It don't need to go no further, partner.

Rather, I feel like all of my clothes, my comforts have been shed over the past few weeks. It takes a lot of courage to be naked. Why? I don't know, but it does. Something about humanity.
But having all of my extra layers stripped and being torn down to the very essence of me has made me realize that I have more power than I ever realized.
I had someone tell me that I was frighteningly powerful - I never understood what she meant, until now. I'm about to step forward into something huge, completely and shamelessly naked.
That is powerful.

I've also been told that crisis is the greatest time for growth- boy do I know that's true. My level of 'drama queen' has regressed exponentially in a period of 5 weeks. I guess nativity makes it easy to be over dramatic, when you don't realize what's really a big deal and what's not.
Now I know what a big deal is, and that's powerful.

Jesus Christ is a powerful ally, ladies and gentlemen, and I am so happy to have His love.

Every time I open my bible, I feel like the words speak volumes of my life. Every story, every message tells me something about my life. When I hear that I should not judge, I realize a) who I've been judging and b) how I can stop. When it's about choosing to love God instead of piting yourself, I stand up and yell, "Hallelujah" (well, almost)
Volumes, Ladies and Gentlemen. He speaks to all of us.
Somehow. :)

And when I think of this, I am very, very happy.