I Am Enough

There are no coincidences in life, we make choices that lead us right where we are. That doesn't mean that the best of intentions don't hit us from our blindside leaving us to wonder what the %&*#. Funny thing is we don't have to get comfortable in the mess. If we retreated from things that hurt as if it were a knife fight and our life depended on it, the fewer scars we would have. It amazes me mostly because I'm just as guilty that when people begin to hurt us how we foolishly stay. Glutten for punishment hidden behind an unaddressed fear of some sort of inadequacy. For me its a deep rooted feeling of abandonment. I'm just beginning the work in that area so I will indulge the topic once I have a greater grasp, but what I know for certain is that I am enough and no longer willing to accept torture. No one can tell you when to stop, but I can say ask yourself if God intended for love to hurt?