I Want That For You

Yesterday, my mother made a comment that made me cringe: ” I want that for you! I just get so upset when I see people who have things that I want for you, and you don’t have them.”

She was referring to a job and a particular person that we both know. At the time she said it, I brushed it off and let it slide because I thought it was just a typical mother wanting the best for her daughter; this will never change. However, as I was reading Exodus tonight, it dawned on me: what I already have isn’t too shabby.

I am in graduate school working on my Masters of Divinity Degree, I am drawing closer to God on a daily hourly basis, and I am reading God’s Word on the most consistent basis I ever have… and I am doing all of this with JOY in my heart. Do I want a job? Of course; but I want what I have right now too: peace of mind, a connection with the Lord, and JOY.

Thinking about the person my mother compared me to yesterday, I smile because I DO NOT want what they have. Nothing is wrong with their life, their job, or anything they are doing, but I have learned a long time ago to NOT lust after what other have: STAY IN YOUR OWN LANE, as a friend of mine would say.

So, in thinking about my mother’ s comment I have to maintain a healthy stance here and remind myself (if not her) that what I want for myself ( and for all of those around me) is this JOY I (mostly) feel in knowing I am one step closer to the woman God has planned for me to be. In truth, no job, or man, or situation should be able to take away or bring you joy: it’s IN you all the time. joy

My readers, I want that for YOU.


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I am a 32 year old teacher in Georgia, originally from Ohio (Go Buckeyes!). I am also a singer and I recently taught myself how to play guitar. For fun, I enjoy reading and lots of Netflix binges, which is my American right! I have also been known to cycle, run half marathons, and do just about whatever I set my mind to. A charming shepherd-mix dog named Kingsley lives with me and keeps me laughing at his antics at every turn. I am learning how to love the life I live with each passing day. Sometimes it's easy...other times, I write about it.

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