I think I'm just tired. Of pretending to be everything other people think I am. I'm tired of pretenses. Let's just be honest here.
To kick off the Year of Authenticity I decided to come right out and confess some things. This will paint a picture of Who Jennie Is at the beginning of this adventure.
This is me. In bullet points.
- I have trouble getting started with most tasks because I overthink them and anticipate every possible problem. Also, having 6 kids pretty much guarantees that whatever I set out to do will have to be accomplished in 15 minutes increments of time, a lifestyle I have not yet embraced or accepted.
- My inclination is to react instead of listen and respond. I spend a lot of time unnecessarily angry.
- I am genuinely content to stay home ALL THE TIME. That said, my greatest adventures and best memories are from the times I venture out of the home and my figurative comfort zone. So maybe, just maybe, I need to be a little braver.
- My home is mostly chaotic all of the time. It's not all kids screaming and running around, just stuff and actual dirt everywhere. I feel like I can't keep up and live in fear of someone just popping in and seeing how gross our living conditions are at any given moment.
- I have no idea how to wear makeup.
- I feel like the first 30 seconds of this video every time I wake up. To quote Garth Brooks, I'm much too young to feel this *#$! old.
- I care too much about just about everything.
- I tend to hyper-focus on unimportant details.
- I genuinely want to and seek to ease the burdens of others, but feel paralyzed by thinking what I plan to do isn't "big enough" or "helpful enough" or simply not knowing what to do.
- I am very guarded about letting others help to ease my burdens. I hate asking for or accepting help.
- Having 6 children has forced me to change in ways I never expected. I prefer who I am now over who I used to be, but my brain hasn't caught up to the fact that I am no longer a Type-A perfectionist.
- I rely a little too heavily on comfort food. And comfort coffee.
- I rely a little too heavily on myself. Trust in the with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths. Proverbs 3:5-6
- I have a passion for missional living. For me, this means figuring out a way to show love to my family, our friends, my neighbors, and even strangers whose paths I believed I was ordained to cross.
- My inner voice is ceaselessly negative. Despite the fact that I feel totally comfortable encouraging others, I am an expert at discouraging myself.
- I'm terrible at receiving compliments.
- I think my kids are awesome, but I also know they're all sinners. And they're learning from one of the best sinners in town (me).
- I prefer to blend into the background. I despise being the center of attention. God's funny joke is that he gave me six kids. You can't lurk around with a family our size. Because, you know, we bring the party wherever we go.
So there you have it. The good, the bad, the ugly. It's all true.
What is the point of all of this? I guess I'm just laying my cards on the table. In the spirit of authenticity. Maybe I'm looking for validation in the form of a "Hey me too!" But if I don't get one of those that is fine also.
I read a timely quip from the author of one of my all-time favorite books, Love Does, just this morning.
Don't let who you are keep you from who you're becoming. ~Bob GoffHere's to a New Year embracing who I'm becoming in spite of who I am.