I Resign

I give up, I can't do it anymore.  If I were on the Apprentice, Donald Trump could not fire me fast enough because I quit!  I have never been a punk, running away from difficulty.  And I think I'm a good actress, but the role of Florence Nightingale is too big for me.  I yield; I'm taking off the super savior cape, and turning in my papers.

If you need to be saved, don't call me, I need to be saved myself.  The only advice that I can give you, is to call on the one that I’m leaning on; call Dr. Jesus.  Unlike me or any other human being, he’ll never leave nor forsake you.  Sometimes as human beings we take on more burdens than we can bear.  We take on other people's problems which can overwhelm us and get us off of our mark.  How can you rescue anyone else when you're frazzled and burned out?  I don't mean to sound selfish but I am, and my resignation is long overdue. That's why Deya the deliverer is off duty.  I hereby, officially resign as the Project Manager of other people's drama.

Unlike Florence Nightingale, who's been credited with revolutionizing the field of nursing, I have never been a nurse.  And unlike Christ, I have never died for anyone's sins.  So why do I continue to do the impossible: That is helping people who won't help themselves?  I'm simply not equipped.  Do any of us have the ability to make someone do what we want them to do, if that’s not what they want?  This may be one of life’s hardest lessons. You cannot control other people and to try is simply futile. 

Yes, I've come to realize the hard way, that my need to rescue others may be my own cry for help and I’m inviting you into my journal moment because confession is good for the soul.  I say this because the energy that I've been using to go from one dramatic situation to another, is energy that is being taken away from my being proactive and on purpose.  I'm inviting you into my journal moment because, if I've been going in circles trying to catch up with myself, maybe you have been too. 

Maybe now is the time to stop avoiding your own life by putting other people's issues before your own.  I’m accepting that the only person that I can control is me.  That's my responsibility, and I need all the energy that I can muster to meet my obligation to me.

Now, don't get me wrong, service is good.  In fact, service is godly - Jesus says that what you do for the least of these you do unto me.  Life is about ministry and I embrace that, but balance is the critical element to living the good life.  If you can relate to where I'm coming from, then maybe you too need to resign from burdens you were never preordained to carry.  Maybe you too need to give your life the attention it so desperately and richly deserves.

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