I am a fairly capable and confident person.
As a result of this my loved ones have come up with a phrase to describe my ability, or stubbornness, to do things on my own. Jessi do it. They throw this phrase out when they know I’ve bitten off more than I can chew. Much like a pin pops a ballon they use this phrase to remind me it’s okay to ask for help when my ambition and insistence to do things on my own expands wildly out of control.
Mostly they use it because it’s true, most of the time I really believe I can do anything.
Then there are days like today.
Today my confidence is shaken. Today whispers fill my mind about what a dimwit I am. Today it is just frustrating to be me. Of course it all started yesterday when I locked our dog, cell phone, wallet, and keys into our new apartment. 100€ later and all were rescued but I couldn’t help thinking “today is one of those days where it sucks to be me.”
This morning Paul and I woke up early to go pick up his visa at the Auslanderamt. The problem is that I made the wrong appointment to pick up a nonexistent ID card and not his visa. Waste of time. Once again it sucks to be me. Sigh. It’s these days when I have to be reminded who I am in Christ. I am someone who is loved and valuable despite my life skills handicap. I am here for a reason even if it is simply to fund the locksmiths career.
I’m Jessi. And I can do this.
Continuing the adventure,
Jess
Jess Boctor 