Who Cares?

Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent. ~Eleanor Roosevelt

It took me a long time not to judge myself through someone else’s eyes. ~Sally Field

It’s not who you are that holds you back, it’s who you think you’re not. ~Author Unknown

It ain’t what they call you, it’s what you answer to. ~W.C. Fields

Confidence comes not from always being right but from not fearing to be wrong. ~Peter T. Mcintyre

Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

I know I am of the age that many things should not be important anymore, like a bad hair day or a shirt that doesn’t fit like it used to, or maybe fearing I’ll embarrass myself if I act a certain way.  I shouldn’t be worried about this stuff.  I know that.  Even having gone through cancer I know some things just aren’t important anymore and yet little by little those ideas creep back in.  I still worry about how I look and whether my fashion is the statement I want to make.  I still worry about wrinkles and what I should do to help diminish them.  I still fret about my behavior and whether I might offend someone which could mean they end up not liking me.  

I don’t know why I continue this pattern.  I know better.  I understand that being me is the perfection God intended.  Yet I doubt.  Now isn’t that a sad statement.  I am “Doubting Thomas.”  In saying that I finally understand the point of that biblical reference.  I am to learn to trust and remove doubt.  I am as I should be.  Some will like me and some won’t but it is not for me to judge that.  If I am off their good list and on their bad list, I should know that it’s their list, not mine.  People come and go in our lives for a myriad of reasons, each being a lesson.  

So should I care more about other’s opinions than my own?  No, but do I?  Oh there is much work ahead.  I guess I’ll keep reading those quotes above . . . over and over and over until they stick.