Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Don’t let the door hit ya…

A few weeks back we had a series of sermons at church entitled “Breaking up with Insecurity”.  During service a couple of videos were shown of church members writing “Dear John” letters to insecurity as if it were a boyfriend or girlfriend.
I figured I could steal (even though - thou shall not steal) this concept for fulfilling this blog topic:

Dear Insecurity,
After many, many years together I think it is time for us to part ways.
I’ve come to realize that there is a fine line that separates love from addiction and obsession.
We have been together for as far back as I can remember.  There have been a couple of breakups when I romanced self confidence but after each date, there you were waiting for me on my front porch like a jealous stalker.
I confused your need to control me with love.  Now I know better – you never loved me.  I was just a toy for you to play with.  I was an easy target for you to lord power over.
Well no more.  It is totally true the old saying that goes: whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.  I’ve been through my share of trials and tribulations and I am one strong son of a gun!
So I’m leaving you – no wait.  You are leaving.  You have hurt me enough.  Get the hell out, and don’t let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya!

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