Life’s all about control and I’ve got very little of it. I cry easily, and laugh just as quick. I lose my temper in ahem… the twinkling of an eye, and more often than not, I'll have a snappy response to just about anything you have to say. You could say I’m fiery, but I’m not really all that hot.
I have an evil alien living in my larynx. I call it Bob. It likes to rear its ugly head during intense and stressful moments in my life. Like job interviews. Especially job interviews. I remember this one time, when I was in my third year of college; I had this interview with this one company. The HR person asked me what I would do to improve the human brain. My oh-so-smart answer was *Drum rolls* - A lobotomy.
I blame Bob.
But think about it. Sometimes a lobotomy would be good. Not the scary, creepy ones they force on unsuspecting people in Sidney Sheldon books and old Hollywood movies from the 60’s of course. But what if we could magically eliminate all negative thought? (Ok... MOST. We don’t want turn into Stepford wives.) I can’t help but wonder how far we can go once we let go of all the fears, doubts and insecurities that we KNOW are holding us back. It’s easier said than done obviously, just like all the other things we should be doing.
I got baptized two weeks ago, which to an Adventist is a pretty big deal. And I, in true drama queen/worrywart fashion, spent the week before that living in total terror. I was petrified about, of all things, the pastor losing his grip and dropping me into the water (as opposed to well… not). After all, there’s only so much a man can take, right? Well he didn’t drop me. Woohoo. Wait, actually, I did fall… but that was much, much later and thankfully, it was OUT of the baptismal tank. It was still in front of a pretty sizable crowd though.
Oh well. You win some, you lose some.
