Today, this week, this year, I'm feeling the pressure of too much and not enough.
I feel too much and I want too much and I want it too badly. I was reintroduced to the word desire this past year, and the things I'm desiring right now terrify me because I know that what I want is more than what most people are granted in this life. I'm afraid that the people around me will see how badly I desire these things, and will judge me as I have judged others for daring to hope and dream and reach and push and fall and hope all over again.
I am not enough. There will always be something that I am not, which intellectually, I understand and can even appreciate. But in moving to a new/old place, and meeting new/old people, I am constantly feeling the pressure of not enough.
And here's the real secret: There are people in my life who know both of the above statements to be true about me. I am, in fact, too much. I am, in fact, not enough. And those people love me anyways. Somewhere along the line, I just missed the memo and forgot to extend to myself the grace that allows me to lean into who I am so I can keep living into the Kingdom, all the while being too much and not enough, trusting the Redeemer who says "I am sufficient."
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