Changing myself

 


On March 19, 2017 I was thinking I recently realized that if I want to help people change for the better, I need to change myself first.  I can’t ask someone to do something if I haven’t done it myself in the first place.  It made me think about the last few years of my teens.

I had moved across the country to go to university, but I decided to move back into my parents place when I was 19 years old, when school didn’t work out.  I had originally planned on living with my parents for a short time until I found a place to rent, but as time went on I realized it was easier to live at home.

I had moved out of my parents place when I was in my mid-teens as I felt I needed to be in control of my life.  My relationship with my dad back then was not ideal.  We didn’t get along with each other, and I knew for me to be happier I had to move out.  When I moved back in three years later, I was nervous about the living situation being the same again.

One thing did change – my father started treating me as an adult instead of a child.  The rules weren’t as strict and I was able to relax a bit more.  My relationship with my dad didn’t change overnight, but I found as I started to not give attitude every time my dad spoke to me, things started to get better.

It’s interesting to note that it took about three years for our relationship to start to mend, which was the same time that I was away.  In those three years after I moved back in I started to appreciate my dad more, and I noticed he started to appreciate me also.  If I tried to get my dad to be a better person, it wouldn’t have worked.  He would have gotten mad at me for trying to change him.  When I decided to change myself and give my dad a chance, in time he noticed the kindness coming from me, and in turn he reciprocated that kindness back to me.

My relationship with my dad eventually became a lot better, to the point that I stayed home until I got married, which was almost ten years later from when I moved back in.  I know deep down that God was the one that was pushing me to take the first step to mend the strain between my dad and myself.  God was showing me that even if someone is not treating you well, to always respond in love.  How do you expect the other person to show love, if you aren’t?

I love it when God reminds me of these life lessons, as it gets me back on track in my life.  As I help myself I end up helping others.

Patricia  <3   :)

Philippians 2:3  Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves.

 

Here’s a good song about when you lose you way, you ask the Lord to remind you who you are, especially in those loneliest places, and that you belong to Him.  To have Him reminder you who you are when you are running far from home, and you struggle to receive your love and as you fear you aren’t enough, that we are His beloved and He can help you believe it.

 

“Remind Me Who I Am”  by Jason Gray

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IqCnx6wERFM&list=PL3whQX319DaB37iB8NZpJe206iSdpe3kc&index=178

 

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