cherished

I read about Lance Armstrong's confession with Oprah Winfrey last night and thought about myself.

Like Lance, I also expect to always get what I want. I am a controller of outcomes.

Softening the word to influencer sounds more special and sometimes that really is the better word, but truthfully it's because I don't trust.

I want too much. I pine for what isn't mine. I lust for dreams that really aren't defined (yet) as mine.

Knowing all of this is beyond humbling. It makes me cringe and want to hide away. I want to be mad at the world and God because of my own yuck. (I wonder why that is.)

Yet, there's this place inside of me that cannot deny what could very well be truth.

I am cherished. Just as I am. Controlling tendencies and all.

So I choose to believe it very well could be Truth.

Today's post was part of my friend, Lisa-Jo's fun challenge each Friday to take five and Just. Write.

     "...for five, short, bold beautiful minutes... unscripted and unedited...

     without worrying if it's just right or not."

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