This is by far one of my favorite moments when I was seeing a therapist and it went something like this:
Therapist: So, it sounds like you felt like you didn’t fit into your family when you were growing up. (typical shrink question, right?)
Me: Yeah, I didn’t. But, I’m pretty sure it was my issue. I was kinda a train wreck.
Therapist: What do you mean a train wreck?
Me: Well, I was unpredictable and emotional. By the time I got to college I was pretty rebellious and a little bit of a loose cannon.
Therapist: You know you just smiled when you said that. (I hate it when they are so observant)
(chuckling a little)
Me: I think that’s because I have mellowed quite a bit. Life has a way of doing that to you, but I still see that in me.
Therapist: You mean, rebellious and a loose cannon.
Me: Yeah, but in a good way.
We sat quietly for a little bit. I was flooded with memories of my antics over the years. I giggled to myself as I recollected on how feisty I was, even as a little girl.
Therapist: You know, I get the feeling that you really like that you are a little bit of a loose cannon.
Silent. More memories. Silent.
(slowly nodding, my mouth widening into a soft grin)
Me: I think you are right. I really do.
Inhale acceptance. Exhale contempt
I had finally made peace with who I was.
And that dear sisters, is the moment I realized there was no mistake in the way He made me.
For where He has placed me, for what He has called me to do… I was beautifully and wonderfully made.