Monday, October 12, 2015
Shaking the Past of Failure
There is a time when I have to shake off the past....shed that skin before it consumes me and takes me back to that dark place...the place of Failure. The place of I failed as a parent. I failed as a Christian. I failed as a teacher. I was never good enough and never will be good enough. I don't measure up in any area. To shake this, I must excise people from my life. The perfect people have to go. In their perfection they are toxic. I must surround myself with the real people....the blemishes...the imperfect.