It’s Not the 4th of July…
My first phrase as a kid was “I do it myself”.
If you know me at ALL, this probably doesn’t come as a surprise.
I mean, c’mon!
See how good I was at getting toilet paper? I was a pro!
I definitely understand the whole “I might as well do it if it’s going to get done right” mentality.
Because oftentimes, it’s true…right?
When Michael and I first got married, I had this beautiful idea of my spotless apartment, dinner on the table, and me with my makeup perfect—all after a full day of work.
I was very particular…about how the towels were folded, how the laundry was done, how the kitchen was cleaned…it worked for the most part. He was either a very willing participant (probably because he didn’t want to hear me gripe about it anymore), or I would just do it myself…because “You’re not doing it right”.
And then came Abigail—the most precious, beautiful, time-consuming gift I’ve ever received. Two months later I started classes.
And it was here that I realized, I can’t do it myself…
That I have to be DEPENDENT ON OTHER PEOPLE (*GASP*)
Because you know what? I CAN’T DO IT ALL….which is exactly what being so independent forces you to do…to do it all yourself…
Sure. “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” (Phil 4:13)
I get it. I live by it.
But a LOT of times, He sends PEOPLE to strengthen you.
I NEED my husband.
I NEED my family.
I NEED my friends.
…and so do you.
So get over yourself. Realize it. And let someone help.
(Yes, I’m talking to me, too)…