April 13, 2014

I'm Not Interested

There's a thin line between knowing what you won't tolerate and being rigid in what you won't tolerate. I'm learning how to navigate the more understanding side of that, but sometimes I have to let it be known that I am just not interested. I've finally accepted that it's okay for there to be things that just don't sit right with me.

I covered already how I can be "judgy." To "master" that flaw, I convinced myself that not judging people means accepting and tolerating EVERYthing. But I don't have to be uncomfortable or force myself to deal with aspects of people that I can't or don't want to handle; that's what God is for.  He has the power, patience, and strength needed to conquer anything and anyone. That's not on me, and that's okay. If I'm meant to deal with something or someone, God will provide me with the tools necessary to do so.

I'm not interested in fighting and forcing and controlling and convincing and manipulating anymore. I'm not interested in people who don't want to be better, who only want to take from me, who refuse to grow up, who cause me to feel anything less than what I deserve; I'm just not interested in anything that, or anyone who, doesn't align with God's purpose for me in some way, shape, or form. Donning this new mentality is revealing to me so fast who doesn't fit in His plan for my life. It's scary, but I trust that He knows what & who I should and shouldn't be interested in.

The converse is also true; if someone shows no interest, I don't take it personally. It's still what's best for me because whatever is meant for me will be for me. I don't have to feign interest anymore nor do I have to stick around for anything or anyone while knowing I'm not interested. The things that cross my path that don't feel right don't feel right for a reason. I'm learning to trust that.

Conviction is so real and I'm not sorry when I'm convicted to say yes nor am I sorry when I'm convicted to say no, because I'm just not interested in ignoring God anymore.

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