Yeah. I know. I just confirmed what many of you had already been thinking … this girl is cray-zee. And I’m probably going to double confirm your belief with what I tell you next — I named the voices.
I mean, I didn’t give each of them an individual name. But collectively, I call them “the committee.”
My committee heaves all sorts of expectations on me, constantly reminding me of where and how I don’t measure up. Clearly, the committee isn’t the most encouraging influence in my life. But influence it does. And I’m guessing you probably have a committee of your own.
Today I’m sharing at Not Quite Amish about how I’m learning to overrule the committee and listen to truth. I’d love for you to join me there!
And, so I don’t feel so alone, what does “the committee” say to you?