I'm in my pink bubble.
I came to the realization the other day that I deeply missed my pink bubble. My pink bubble represents a positive attitude, a life lived on faith, not fear, and a passion to make a difference EVERY day in some one's life. None of the above I was exhibiting, nor had I been for quite some time.
Back in the day part of my pink bubble experience required me to to don a suit and nylons daily. 'Dress for success' was the motto. And so I did. Eventually the nylons took a back seat to dress pants and somewhere along the road so did my attitude and passion for life.
Stifled by the everyday grind of 8 - 5 and being influenced by negative people, before I knew what had happened I was beginning to live a life of scarcity thinking and negativity.
Then something happened. On a whim last week, I decided to drag out one of those old business suits and a pair of nylons. I dressed for success and as the day progressed something happened. Something clicked that made me realize how much I had been living in fear and not faith. Somewhere between skirts and pants, negativity had gotten the best of me. How passive I had become to just going through the motions and not really living my life.
Then ironicly or not with the light bulb moment came the start of a new book, Fearless by Max Lucado. In preparation for a sermon series that is starting next week, I started reading this weekend. Max goes onto to say, 'Fear unleashes a swarm of doubts, anger stirring doubts. And it turns us into control freaks. Fear at it's center, is a perceived loss of control. When life spins wildly, we grab for a component of life we can manage: our diet, the tidiness of a house, or in many cases, people. The more insecure we feel, the meaner we become. We growl and bare our fangs. Why? Because we are bad? In part. But also because we feel cornered.
I came to the realization the other day that I deeply missed my pink bubble. My pink bubble represents a positive attitude, a life lived on faith, not fear, and a passion to make a difference EVERY day in some one's life. None of the above I was exhibiting, nor had I been for quite some time.
Back in the day part of my pink bubble experience required me to to don a suit and nylons daily. 'Dress for success' was the motto. And so I did. Eventually the nylons took a back seat to dress pants and somewhere along the road so did my attitude and passion for life.
Stifled by the everyday grind of 8 - 5 and being influenced by negative people, before I knew what had happened I was beginning to live a life of scarcity thinking and negativity.
Then something happened. On a whim last week, I decided to drag out one of those old business suits and a pair of nylons. I dressed for success and as the day progressed something happened. Something clicked that made me realize how much I had been living in fear and not faith. Somewhere between skirts and pants, negativity had gotten the best of me. How passive I had become to just going through the motions and not really living my life.
Then ironicly or not with the light bulb moment came the start of a new book, Fearless by Max Lucado. In preparation for a sermon series that is starting next week, I started reading this weekend. Max goes onto to say, 'Fear unleashes a swarm of doubts, anger stirring doubts. And it turns us into control freaks. Fear at it's center, is a perceived loss of control. When life spins wildly, we grab for a component of life we can manage: our diet, the tidiness of a house, or in many cases, people. The more insecure we feel, the meaner we become. We growl and bare our fangs. Why? Because we are bad? In part. But also because we feel cornered.
Have I not become an out of control, control freak, lashing out at those I love the most? All because fear and negativity had gripped my very being.
And so I have decided that I will no longer be gripped by fear, but rather live by faith. Not to let the nay Sayers and negative Nellie's of life drive my attitude or passions. That life has not dealt me a hand of cards that will prevent me from living out my purpose and passion.
Could there really be some power in a pair of nylons? Or may be it just took a flash from the past for me to realize that there is power in a positive attitude and excitement in living a life of faith.
So don't give me no trouble, I am in my PINK bubble!
until tomorrow.
P.S. I rehired my housecleaner!
