Why Are You Trying to Please Everyone?

When you try to please everyone, you'll wear yourself out.  You're too busy being who they want you to be and doing what they want you to do.  What about you? What do you want?  Somewhere along the way, you lose sight of what God wants.  Therefore, you are worn out and unhappy, trying to please man.  Why?  Because we want to be accepted and we fear rejection.  If you don't stand up for yourself, people will continue to control you.  That's what I said, CONTROL YOU.  You are allowing it.  Really don't think God is pleased with your passivity.  Start by saying no to people and see how they respond.  Those that get angry do not respect you or your ability to make a decision for yourself.  They are losing their hold over you and may possibly get nasty with you.  These people do not have your best interest at heart.  They want what is best for them, not you.

Check yourself before you wreck yourself.  Time to take inventory of those around you.  Who really wants whats best for you?  There is a difference between showing concern for you and wanting whats best for them.  Time to stop pleasing everyone else and start pleasing God.  Tell you what I know....SEEK HIM.  ONLY HE KNOWS WHAT YOU NEED IN YOUR LIFE.

There comes a point when you have to reevaluate everything and everyone in your life.  Lately, I've been asking myself a lot of questions.  Am I satisfied with the way my life is going?  Where am I headed?  What steps do I need to take toward change?  Who do I need to remove from my life?  Are my friends really my friends?  What are people's motives concerning me? What do I fear?  What's the worse that can happen?  Is it really that bad?

Terror by Night - My Halloween Story

Terror By Night

No longer a child, not quite a teen,

I was determined to enjoy this last Halloween.

My body was changing; my hips were now shapen,

Unaware what these changes awakened.

Twelve years old on the verge of womanhood,

Collecting candy, racing through the neighborhood.

Kids in the front, tweens at the rear,

Teenage boys hovering near.

Twelve and naïve, unaware of being stalked,

I laughed with my friends as we continued to walk.

I stopped for a moment, at the pinch on my rear,

Thinking I had imagined it, I had nothing to fear.

The next touch I felt was more confident and bolder,

I turned to face a boy that was older.

The look on his face sent chills up my spine,

As he whispered to me, “You are mine”.

Frightened into silence, unable to speak,

My legs wouldn’t move, my heart became weak.

I whispered “Stop”, finally finding my voice

As he grinned at me, I made a choice.

Endure his punishment or run for my life,

I had to decide, fight or flight.

Afraid to run home, afraid to leave the pack

I was not sure if I’d make it back.

Desperately running to keep up with my friends,

Wishing to God that this night would end.

The more I ran, the more he neared,

Desperately trying to protect my rear.

If he had caught me, didn’t know what he’d have done;

I just knew in my heart that it wouldn’t be fun.

Not understanding why he’d treat me this way,

He was the wolf, I was his prey.

I ducked and darted as his grip became bolder,

Suddenly realizing that I was older.

No longer a girl, but nearing womanhood,

As seen by the boys of my neighborhood.

Just as my strength was giving away,

He grew tired of chasing his prey.

He surveyed my body and whispered, “Next time”,

Then rejoined his friends at the back of the line.

A victim of lust, a pawn in his game,

I never viewed teenage boys the same.

That last Halloween was not filled with joy.

Pursued by a wolf disguised as a boy.

Everyone is not called to be a part of your destiny.  In fact there are probably some people that you need to cut from your life right now.  These people only hold you back