Overwhelming gravitational forces chased me down the road of self-care over the weekend. I temporarily suspended all responsibilities to practice the power of the pause. I removed the hats, shed the layers, and let my hair down. Living up to self-imposed, daily expectations can be quite the journey.
At times, I "choked" on my own breath by insisting on being my biggest enemy, worst critic and loudest voice to silence.
However, this was not the time to summon myself into a boxing match full of self-doubt, insecurity, and indecision. I couldn't afford to lose momentum because time was a "coveted" commodity.
Somehow, I managed to grab hold of the keys and unlock the chains.
I set myself free from perfection.
I set myself free from judgment.
I inhaled the ruach of God and exhaled condemnation, guilt, and shame.
Public opinions no longer set the precedent for my trajectory, nor did it hold me captive any longer.
My clipped, introverted wings had tripled in size and strength.
It was time...
Time to shed the outdated.
Time to flee the nest.
Time to soar.
"David rescued everyone whom the Amalekites had captured, including his two wives. Nothing of theirs was missing, whether small or large, sons or daughters, spoil, or anything that they had taken for themselves--David brought back everything." 1 Samuel 30:18-19
Whose prison will you "unlock" on today?
What captives are you committed to releasing with your keys?
If people's freedom and liberties are contingent upon your obedience, will you say," YES?"
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