Danny Silk had an amazing status today: “Love will require from you more than punishment ever will.”
That’s just so good, perhaps because what I’ve been learning during this extended period of blogging. Not only have I learned of the goodness of God and areas my mind required repentance, but also I’ve learned how absolutely powerful I am in the process. Being powerful has been incredibly freeing. Where being powerful before this time has always been something related to white-knuckling — being powerful now has become releasing my grip.
Let me explain, I am powerful in a situation — not to control it — but to control me. I am not a victim to my circumstances left to make whatever junk I have in front of me into something that sucks slightly less, no, my circumstance falls victim to me. I determine how bad something sucks and I have power to turn junk into gold.
I don’t know if that makes any sense to you, but I get to decide the fate of my day. I determine how much goodness I experience. In the same manner, I also determine my value. There’s nothing you can possibly do to make my day trash, there’s only a choice I make. No thought you have towards me will determine who I am, I choose to be amazing and incredible.
Let me also say, I don’t always pick the right answer. There are times when goodness is an option, when excitement is bubbling up on the inside of me and every part of me wants to show it, but I still choose to hide it. Sometimes I choose offense. Sometimes I choose to be the bad guy, but ever since a few days ago something has clicked. It wasn’t a prayer meeting or a counseling session, I wouldn’t be surprised if the truth came while I was in the shower. It wasn’t powerful, I didn’t feel anything at all, but something in my head shifted. It is like a rubiks cube, somehow all the pieces came together just as they were intended.
It’s awesome. It’s not even finished, but I feel peaceful, powerful, free and hopeful. None of this had anything to do with striving to get there, it all had to do with giving myself permission to let go.
So yeah, when you’re happy like a fool, let it take you over. I dare you. Let your choice become you.