We all get them, but that doesn’t make me feel any better when I’m in the midst of a Low Self-Esteem Day (or, as the case may be, a week of them). Maybe it’s this dreary winter cold (wind chill of 20 below today!), or maybe it’s a signal that I need to delegate and share responsibilities more. The only salve I found last week, when I was muddling along, was an hour of Adoration. Sitting there, in the company of the Divine Lover, I felt calmed. It didn’t matter what I could or couldn’t do.
The Low Self-Esteem Days remind me that God qualifies the called. I may not be the best person I know for some of the jobs I do (including that all-important maternal role I hold), but I don’t have to be. I have to trust in God and let go so he can lead me where I need to be.