Getting Over Me

I've been thinking long and hard, and I have finally figured out what my problem is.

Me.

If I have few friends, I have only myself to blame for a frowny face nobody wants to be around.  If my clothes are tight and lumpy, I have only myself to blame for not watching my intake and exercise.  If I'm having marital issues due to lack of communication, like, and understanding, I have only myself to blame for not properly training my husband to talk to me, show how he likes me, and how to understand his wife.  If I am unhappy with my position in my church, I have only myself to blame for having an incorrect attitude about how God's work goes forward and I sit at home on my fat butt.  If I feel disconnected during worship service, and continuously ask only for the crumbs off the children's table, I have only myself to blame for not stepping out and getting what He is offering me.

And boy oh boy, have I been blaming myself.  and blaming myself.  and blaming myself. It's enough to make a grown girl cry.  All the time.  Family's getting a little tired of it, frankly.

My issue is me.  My attitude.  My constant desire to be someone other than myself.

I'm not a bad person.  I may not be the cheeriest and most likeable ... no, I'm going to stop thinking that way.  Extremely TIRED of crying and whining and being me.  I'm so ready for a new me.  The only way to get a new me is to MAKE a new me.  I'm going to start with praise.  I have much to praise and thank Him for.  And I'm going to slide from praise right on into worship.

Praise is physical action - singing, clapping, waving my hands.
Worship is much deeper.  Giving God Me.

And so I will get over me. By giving me away.  It's time.