I was having such an amazing day until I got on Facebook. I was enjoying a peaceful Friday morning working in my yard. I did a heart check and realized that for the first time in a long time that my heart was healed, whole, and happy. It felt great! I had come through a tough week but I had pushed through and prevailed.
Earlier that morning I had posted on Facebook a 250 word “description” of myself that I had written for an upcoming conference. And evidently someone took exception to how I had described myself. There on Facebook, ready to burst my happy balloon, was an extensive comment about how I should not label myself and I should not this and I should not that and blah blah blah.
I had just done the most stupid thing ever. I mean, in the history of Lisa, this one ranked with the dumbest. I was making the announcements during our Sunday morning service, and I was describing how excited I get to make the announcements because I LOVE to hold a microphone. And in my zeal, I let out a squeal. Into the microphone. Imagine a loud shriek, amplified around a room, zinging into your ears. OUCH!
I was mortified! I’m taking steps to become a professional Christian Communicator, and I know better than to squeal into a microphone.
I immediately started to apologize for my behavior. I think before my short stint of holding the microphone was over, I apologized three times. I walked off the stage feeling like a total failure, knowing I would NEVER be asked to make the announcements again.
I have had a love/hate with my personality for 45 years now. This came to a head recently when I was doing a “personal inventory” of my life for an upcoming speaker’s conference. The questionnaire asked, “What is your greatest regret?” As I considered many aspects of my life, my marriage, my parenting, relationships, profession, education, etc., I settled on this one thought.
My greatest regret is being me.