Grand Illusion: It Comes and Goes

This morning, I woke up and my hair touched the ceiling.
The real Morgan Quinonez: Exposed.

A quick second to validate human emotion: Besides looking like a rooster this morning, I walked out the door feeling unvalidated and un-special. There hadn't even been any conversation with a human being. I simply had traded the Monday Blues for Tuesday.

So I psychoanalyzed myself like I knew what I was doing. It didn't work.
Then I tried giving myself a pep talk on the drive to work. Literally.

"Morgan, snap out of it. You're thinking like a 12 year old girl. Clear your head you idiot. What's you freaking problem."

After I encouraged myself, I realized I had done nothing to improve my stupid state of insecurity.

BAM!
God goes, "MY GRACE IS SUFFICIENT FOR YOU WOMAN! Joy is a choice! You're making the wrong choice today! Let my love be enough! Trust my love enough!"

Yeah, that's right. :) And we lived happily ever after.

Everyday you have to remember to receive the Love of God. It's easier said than done for type-A control freaks of my kind. But we have to GET 'ER DONE if we want to live with joy.