Being Humbled

Am I ever good enough? Do you ever think this? I rarely do. I think this is healthy for my personality as I grew up in a family that valued me. And, to be honest, eternally I know God created me.

I always feel like I have goals.

My goals range from cleaning the pantry to being better at relationships to trying this in the classroom to   taking a knitting class to spending more time with family to spending more time in silence to walking up the hallway in 30 seconds so as to save planning time.

Especially, at this time of year. There is so much going on. There is so much planning, preparation, gift tags to complete, and food to eat.

As soon as I start to glow in completing goals, I always feel like something happens to me that humbles me so.  As soon as I feel like "Super Anni" for the day, it all comes tumbling down. I drop my phone, burn my hand, forget to do something, don't listen well, don't make it to the post office to mail Christmas gifts, etc.

Rather than getting peeved, I thank God for it. It is beyond humbling.

I get knocked from being in control to having no control.

I'm back in the valley regrouping before heading up the mountain again. The valley has the most growth. So, I thank God for it is here that I grow.

For it is here, that I realize what truly matters to me. The sand of life is washed away and left is the rock that I'm standing on.

It's humbling.

You know what I turned to? 2 Things: prayer & family.

And, for that I'm thankful. For in the essence of life, those matter the most to me.

And, then as my Grams would tell me. I put my shoulders back and work harder.

So, new goals have been made.

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