Today was a rough day...
and instead of comforting myself with cheesecake, I did something else.
I decided to read children's books to myself. Sounds weird I know, (and Jer sure thought it was) but it really helped. Do any of you remember the little critter books by Mercer Mayer? I found this collection at the University bookstore for just over 10 dollars for the collection. Apparently it is the 30th anniversary. Why is it that books written for children speak a lot of sense into an adult world sometimes? Funny... And we think we are the mature ones.
Tough spot...
Do you ever feel like no matter what you do, you are always judged? I'm really feeling this way at the moment. Whether it be through my personal appearance, intellect, professional manner, faith, etc. I need to learn to cope with the anxiety that comes from the above realizaton in a healthy way. I need to remember that I'm good enough, despite what anyone else thinks. (No matter how close they are to me.)
Wisdom from the 4th Century
"A servant, indeed, one will be able perhaps to bind down by fear; nay, not even for him, for he will soon leave you. But the partner of one's life, the mother of one's children, the foundation of one's every joy, one ought never to chain down by fear and threats, but with love and good temper. For what sort of union is that, where the wife trembles at her husband? And what sort of pleasure will the husband have if he dwells with his wife as with a slave? Yea, even though you suffer everything on her account, do not scold her; for neither did Christ do this to the Church."
Saint John Chrysostom (347 - 407)
