The house was quiet and Dave and I drifted off to sleep with a plan to take the next morning slow and easy. A rare treat as our middle child had been on suicide watch for some time, causing shifts in our sleep habits. All three kids were at a church camp retreat. REM sleep had settled in when a sudden surge penetrated my body and shot me to a straight up position in bed while the words “in Jesus name” left my mouth loud enough to wake Dave.
Challenge Completed! (Read Day 1 “OK, Honey. Challenge Accepted!”)
Yesterday marked the final round of a throw down challenge with my husband. His was a physical cleanse, mine was an emotional purge, figuratively speaking, as I blogged each of those days. He lost 27.5 lbs. and I gained awareness to 27.5 (at least) character defects I must now work on. Seriously!
I’m obsessive, insecure, prideful, anxious, overbearing, timid, empty, doubtful, complacent yet never satisfied over every single syllable. More than daily, I threatened to withdraw, press into lies and excuses rather than press into growth. Grateful for the accountability stamina of my cohort, I pushed forward and learned some valuable lessons.