I bite my nails. I can’t remember when I started but it has always been something i’ve done. A couple years ago I made a huge push to stop. You know that verse in 1 Corinthians that says to not be mastered by anything? Well I was totally and still am at times mastered by this. I have made every stride to stop but sometimes a nail will break after I’ve spent months getting them done, and painting them. Even after I’ve done EVERYTHING to make sure they maintain their awesomeness one will still break. I find when one breaks, another soon will follow and then I just get fed up and bite them all off. I mean if one is gonna look horrible then they all should, right? But this past week when my thumb nail broke I instantly remembered, “I am not mastered by this. I am mastered by Christ and by the Holy Spirit. It’s even in the little things that God guides you…don’t give in…” I didn’t have the best day yesterday. It kind of sucked to be honest. If I had a time-machine I probably would have started yesterday over a million times over! It was like one thing went wrong and the snow ball of other things followed. I find it’s the little things that bring me the most anxiety. My emotions took control and as I laid in bed last night I thought, “today was like my nails…Instead of me pulling it together after the first issue I bit everything else off!” Honest Moment: I struggle to walk out the life intended for me. The life where I am mastered by Christ in everything — My words, my heart and my mind. It’s frustrating because sometimes I feel like I should have aced this already, ya know? But alas it is my kryptonite… This has been a gut check for me to 1. Get in the word MORE 2. Spend MORE time in prayer & 3. CONSUME myself with the things that are good and right and true. Thank you Lord for the reminder that I need you more, and that a complacent heart is susceptible to hostile take overs. Chari]]>