One of my darling friends said the strangest thing to me a few days ago.
“But you’re so normal!”
She was referring to how well-adjusted I look compared with the soap-opera life I’ve had the last decade or so.
I was flabbergasted at her statement. I don’t see myself as normal, well-adjusted, or even on my way to those things. I laughed when she said that.
I’m far from normal.
I’m prone to a victim mentality, depression, anxiety and panic attacks, and melodrama. I have bouts where I feel like I’m hiding my journey in order to minimize the appearance of being a drama queen.
But I’m done hiding.
That thing you see, that thing that makes me look normal?
That’s not me.
That’s Christ’s overwhelming, all-powerful work in me.
If you could see the broken person I used to be – the person I still am – you would shake your head in amazement. If you had told me I would look, feel, and be as normal as I do today, I would have laughed at you then too.
This isn’t a mask or hiding or pretending.
It’s the Almighty God changing me from who I was into a Christ follower.
It didn’t happen overnight, and it certainly won’t end any time soon, but it’s often just one step in front of another – one prayer after another.
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
The courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.
-The Serenity Prayer