MY OPEN LOVE LETTER
“Love you first before you try to love someone else.” @Veela aka Venus (www.facebook.com)
Some of us are breaking under an insurmountable amount of pressure; pressure that we can’t explain nor understand. We have problems that we’ve never had before; problems that seem to have no solution. I have a name for this new daunting pressure, LIFE. Some of us are watching our heroes die like flies. We’ve often asked the question, “If they had everything and succumbed to the pressure what hope is there for me?” I can’t imagine nor even speculate the kind of pressure that a Michael Jackson or a Whitney Houston had to deal with on a regular basis. When did they get to be “normal”? With many gifts comes responsibility. “When someone has been given much, much will be required in return; and when someone has been entrusted with much, even more will be required.” ~ Luke 12:48 (NLT)
I know you weren’t looking for me to say that, but I’m not going to lie to you. As I always say, truth hurts, but a lie could kill me. Which would you rather have? The truth is a freeing thing. It can be painful, but look what happens when people lie, when they lie to themselves. As much as we loved our heroes who was there saying, “Hey Nippy, don’t take another drink.” “Hey Mike, man we need to get you some help so you can finally rest. I know you’re tired. I know you’re tired of taking care of everyone.” “Hey Don, I’m not too sure about this young model. Maybe you shouldn’t marry her.” In the last few days I’ve seen a family so ravaged by grief that a daughter was left to her own devices. Remember this child was with her Mother at all times. Her Grandmother and Father were so grief stricken that they couldn’t be there for her. Ever been so stunned in the midst of a tragedy that you became paralyzed? Or maybe it’s not the grief, but the fear of LIFE that has paralyzed you? Can you imagine the guilt of a child who has been taking care of their Mother and the second you leave they meet their demise? Adults would buckle under less.
That’s part of the problem. We have become immersed in the inertia. As a result we resist the change it takes to get from under the pressure (LIFE). You’ve got so many people depending on you, but some of us have expectations that are impossible to meet. We want to be the hero for our families, our children, and our spouse. What happens when you’ve achieved phenomenal success? Where do you go from there? But what if you’re afraid of your own success? I’ve been in situations that I was so fearful of failing that I did nothing. Maybe that’s never happened to you, but I know what’s it like for others to expect you to save them and you’re trying to figure out how to save yourself. Nobody wants to let their family down. No one wants to disappoint those they love. Those same people that were/are our heroes were afraid to be human and show their frailties. Maybe not afraid, but we never allowed them to be human. We saw them as invincible. Everybody’s looking for a hero. They need someone that they can believe in. It gets rough out here. If the people that have “EVERYTHING” are struggling where does that leave me?
I am and always will be a proponent of self-love. It’s where it all starts. I think it’s the answer to many questions; the solution to many problems. Self-love is GOD’S love. Recognize the gifts and the calling that GOD has put on your life then seek it like never before. Thirst after it, need it, want it with every fiber of your being. You may not sing like Whitney, or entertain like Michael, but you were created to do something extraordinary. That’s what that urgency is. The kind that won’t let you sleep, keeps you awake at night. It is the same urgency that is propelling you to do things that have never been done. I don’t know what GOD has asked of you. I don’t know what gifts he’s given you. I don’t know what greatness HE has empowered you with, but I do know when much is given much is required.
“She had everything, beauty, a magnificent voice. How sad her gifts could not bring her the same happiness they brought us.” ~Barbara Streisand (in response to Whitney’s death)
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