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Who I Want To Be...

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If I could be anyone in the world, I would be myself.
Lest I sound conceited, let me clarify that statement! What I mean is I would be myself with a few major improvements.
For example: I would be myself with a lot more patience so that when my children are in one of those oh so exasperating times I wouldn't snap, but rather speak in kindness and love.
I would be myself, but with a lot more discipline so that each day would begin with prayer, I would get all the unpleasant chores done, and still have plenty of time to read to my children instead of turning on a video.
I would be myself, but a lot more thoughtful so that when my husband came home it would be to a de-cluttered house and a sink empty of dishes (because I know this is how he hears love). I would take the time to write notes to people that have crossed my mind and plan play dates with friends who need encouragement.
I would be myself but a lot less pessimistic so that when I read an article or hear a piece of news I see the good in the situation instead of the bad.
I would be myself, but a lot less judgemental so that when others make mistakes I accept graciously that we are all fallen and in need of His Grace.
I would be myself but a lot more in love with Jesus so that the words that came from my mouth were truly the overflow of my heart and were kind and uplifting bringing peace and joy to those around me (especially my children).
So, yes, If I could be anyone in the world; I would be myself!

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