more gratitude, less attitude

In spite of my outgoing personality and flare for creative writing, I have never considered myself to be a “Drama Queen . A sparkly, glitter laiden, sharer of all that twinkles, but never a Drama Queen. Lately, I would have to stand corrected as my life has turned into one of those movies that you think the ending will change but it never does. The plot is the same, the script monotonous and the heroine never ever appears to triumph. Like watching a badly cast play, I've wanted to get up out of my seat and leave the auditorium many times, and yet, ever the hopeful heart, I remain stoic and immovable, believing that change is just one more scene away. If I could seize the pen and write it for myself, there would be a whole lot less struggle and chaos and a lot more victory. But that's the point isn't it. I don't write the story, I simply live it to the best of my ability, every single day. In my flesh I am exhausted and thoroughly beaten down but in my spirit, my wonderful, unique spirit, I know that I am tethered permanently to the One who fights all my battles and receives all the victories. I'm not proud of myself on the days where I succumb to the thrashing waves of assault that are unrelenting and undoubtedly designed to break my spirit. I will not give up. I will not give in. When flesh rises within me and I feel the urge to complain and criticize, my anthem will be, “More Gratitude, Less Attitude!!"