I woke up this morning to a bird singing outside my window. That’s great except he was singing so loud that I was awakened from the part of my night (rather early morning) when I was actually asleep. As I lay there in the bed not wanting to get up, yet unable to sleep, I’m almost positive I heard that bird talk. I could have been delusional from a lack of sleep—that’s always a possibility—but regardless, I heard it talk. Not bird talk either. It was “people” talk; lots and lots of people talk.
This bird, which I have officially named Tweets-a-lot, told me that you get discouraged some times. That you have days when you feel as if life has flipped your world upside down and inside out. That your plans, dreams, hope have all turned around, changing your future more than you thought could ever happen and have been causing you to feel overwhelmed.
You fight, you struggle, you cry, all in an attempt to wiggle free from a disease that is holding you captive, but you find no relief. People come along giving you an ole “pep talk” to help you out of this emotional roller coaster, and although you appreciate them taking the time to share, their words of encouragement seem to discourage you even more. You feel like a failure. Life has changed too much and you weren’t prepared for the change.
You spend hours and days looking back at what once was but the freedom is in the what will be. You have a future ahead of you, a world to be explored, people to meet and experiences to be had. You can’t do those things chained to the past and always looking back. You have to let go of what once was in order to live in the now and become a part of what will be.
So take it from me and the little bird outside my window…you’re hurting, not defeated. You’re broken, not destroyed. You have worth and tremendous value. You are perfect just as you are. Now is not the time to give up. Swim through the tears and refuse to drown.