Hey Nude-bies! Or do y’all prefer Vulnera-bites? Lol. (Vote in the comment section) Ok whatever… That’s not the point of my post today. So, if you read my last post, you’ll know that I’m in a season of Maximizing My Potential… Thank You Myles Munroe! It feels like Chapter 1 of that book ‘broke my water’ and I’m in labor. Consider yourselves special as I’m giving you access into the room as I PUSH. So, since my last post, guess what I did? I built my website! Yep! That’s right! Thank You Wix! I cranked it out over Labor Day weekend and I’m proud of the journey between ‘thinking about working on my website’ and ‘actually completing it.’ —There goes me “Maximizing My Potential!”— If you haven’t noticed already, I am sincere in letting this book change my life!
So, as I’m building my website, there is the option to include social media handles. I blow the dust off of my Instagram account and log-in to see if the name of my company is still available… and it is! Before I know it, I’m scrolling through all of my old pictures, clicking on them to read the captions… and you can guess what happened next… I clicked on profiles of some very old friends. Wait What? She got invited to the White House? Why? She’s lying. I wonder what museum she’s at?— When did he become a part of their family? — Ok, I need to get off this thing. There was that silent stealer of my joy. I was over-joyed to have been so productive over this long weekend, and just like that— Comparison stole it! All of a sudden I became consumed with “silently lurking” on peoples profiles. I began to feel like, “Oh my goodness, I am missing out!” — Lie! The truth is— My genuine friendships are still in tact. I can no longer get away with “liking a picture” to qualify as me “checking in.” My absence from social media has forced me to be more intentional in building my friendships. Take my challenge if you want — Spend a month away from social media and see who picks up the phone to call you. Those are the people that matter. I deactivated my account. That’s done.
He was only trying to be helpful when he sent me the Youtube link. I watched it. I liked the message (very similar to my own) and the clarity of this video —excellent. I wanted this to be the template for the videos on my future Youtube channel (Stay tuned my nude-bies and vulnerab-ites!) So, of course — I googled the company — great website. Wait! How come there isn’t a page dedicated to the staff? Is that intentional? Should I do the same thing? Is there a strategy behind this? There it was again… That COMPARISON THING! Oh-em-Gee! Help me Lawd! Help my heart! What is that thing? I am so grateful of this skill to be so damn self aware… But sshheesshhh…. Can I wallow in my comparison just a little bit longer? NO! NO! NO! I can write my own chapter on potential, and call it “COMPARISON WILL KILL YOUR POTENTIAL.”
Ladies and Gents, I’ve learned very quickly in the last couple of days to “JUST DO ME.” Please take that in balance, as there is something to learn from people and companies that are doing well. But, I can’t get caught up in watching others live that I forget to live my own life. Most importantly, my audience is ONE. Jesus. Daily, I need to come before Papa and hand over my frail, insecure, jealous, proud, broken (insert other adjectives) heart…and ask Him to help me to live my best life….. MY best life. My best life will not look like the white house invite or the clean Youtube videos…. It will look like what is written in the book of MY destiny. I cherish the pruning of my heart on this issue so early in my journey. What would happen if I were 10 years into my business and finally realized that I’ve been living for others and not for me. #TimeWasted!
Thank you for the #TWEAK Papa!
So, kudos to my guest writer for getting it right three blog posts ago… Purpose for me will not mirror Purpose for you.
I wonder how many of us would disqualify ourselves if life abided by rules of the Olympics…(Straight from the NBC Rio 2016 Olympic Website…)
For all Olympic sprint and hurdle events, runners must remain within their pre-assigned lanes, which measure 1.22 meters (4 feet) wide, from start to finish. The lanes are numbered 1 through 8, starting with the inside lane. Any athlete who runs outside the assigned lane is subject to disqualification.
Wow. #HolyGhostDance…. Can I get an Amen to that? There is an entire sermon in those set of rules. But I’m not going there today. Until next time my nude-bies and vulnerab-ites, I’ll be running MY race!
The Naked Writer
See you in my next blog!
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