Self Talk

To know, know know me is to......

What is it any way?

To love me?

 I don’t think so.

Oh, I look Ok to most people.

A little chubby,

A little the worse for wear

But not bad.

A reasonably nice guy

I don’t kick cats

Beat kids

Or steal from widows.

My epidermal self is pretty good.

I can make almost anyone think I’m nice

For a while.

But get under my skin

And its another story.

Look beyond what I can do

To who I am

Look beyond the surface

To the heart

Look at me closely

And you will quickly change your mind.

There I am, Rolling in the ooze and slime and old decay

A thing of darkness

Better left alone.

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I have always struggled with self-talk

I don't talk nicely to me :)

Nor do most of the people I work with as a counselor

And sometimes things happen in life.

We make a mistake

We face difficult times

Even, perhaps rejection....

and our inner committee (or ins some cases Jury) goes to work

and our self talk is negative and destructive...

But there are always two versions to the story

Our version, and God's

And in God's version we are always loved

Always accepted

Always worth time and energy, and yes forgiveness

Think of the prodigal son whose version of the story was that he was not worthy of being a son

Not God's version at all.  He was still seen as a beloved child

Think of the elder brother whose version of the story was one of neglect and rejection

But God gently noted that he had received many gifts, and was always, always loved.

Right now my self-talk is not very positive

But I do know one thing

God's version of my story is far better than mine :)