Each one of us has our own definite, unique blueprint of who we are, what we have to give to ourselves, our family, our people and to the world. A canopy, if you will, of our strengths and weaknesses surrounds us all, at any given time. Many of us have talents, assets that make them truly a wonderful human being. Actually, it may be a truism to say that each one of us, in some small way or other, is able to make a difference to ourselves and others.
I am considered a very strong woman by the people I know but at any given moment, I could easily fall to my knees when it comes to concern for my children and my grandchildren. I would literally give my life for them. They are my highest priority. I used to worry myself sick about their welfare, their upbringing, their health, their values, that is until I learned to turn it over to God. God and I have done a very good job with these children, if I do say so myself. No, I have over the years learned to not worry. Worrying to me, anyway, shows that I have no faith in my God. Let go and let God. I have banished worry from my life and I am a much better person for it. It is wasted energy on the part of we human beings. Worry causes fear, lack of trust in your savior, and interferes with our own ability to be independent human beings. So in my eternal self-evaluation, I have banished worry to a higher being. This has become a trait that I admire in myself, this banishment of worry..
One other thing that I like about myself is my extreme sense of loyalty to friends and others. If I care about someone, sincerely, I would be there for them no matter what. I treat my friends with a good heart and let them know how much I love and care about them.
I must now work on my extreme lack of patience with everything. I admit it, I am the most impatient person I know, have been most of my life, being a type A personality. I do things myself, rather than waiting for other people to do them, not because I am kind, but because I am impatient. I just spent a night in the hospital with what my doctor thought could possibly be a heart attack. I went to the Emergency Room with all the bells and whistles of an ambulance, a call to 911. I was released after much testing and blood taking, as well as upsetting my children. It wasn't a heart attack, but it very well could have been. Now I must reconsider my priorities once again. I have attacked and banished the worry monster and now I have to work on the impatient one.
So here is the question posed to my blog readers: What do you like least and best about yourself?
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