So I was opening up a frozen pizza box the other evening to make pizza for myself and my Dad. I had another yet aha moment as I put the pizza in the oven and waited for it to cook. The smell hit the air and I could smell the pesto.
“You know, Dad, I really like pesto sauce,” I said.
“Me too,” said my Dad.
I thought about it for a moment and then realized that pesto was just another thing I have always liked and have never been able to get. The other did not like it, so we never got it. I can not believe that control he had over me. I chose to let him, so I am as much to blame. I will let myself have things I like and I will try new things. I will never again let someone control what I do, what I eat, and what I like. They can join me or let me do it on my own. I will not sacrifice or cave in anymore. I did that for almost half of my life. If I want the pesto, I will have the pesto. I will not cave and let someone else be in control. I deserve more. I am more and I will only be around people who will love that I shine in a funny kind of way that God made me to shine.
I will press on and I will discover who God intended me to be.
Quiet Intensity 