Monday, 1 August 2016

Confessions of a Prisoner

Okay so I have never been to prison, but at times I feel I am a prisoner of a different sort. A prisoner of insecurities. I allow my emotions to trap, guard and lead me.

If you are a prisoner you are concerned about you. Being locked away from the outside world you are concerned about your next meal. Concerned about the next time your eyes will see daylight. Most if not all of your thoughts are on yourself. It's like when you are a prisoner of your insecurities. You are mostly concerned with yourself. Being a prisoner of insecurities means you see your lack bigger than everything else. So where the evryday prisoner may be concerned about their next meal, a prisoner of insecurity will also be anxious about self-preservation. 


But I have found that there is a difference when I live beyond myself. Taking my eyes off myself and looking to meet the needs of others, frees me from prison and from being trapped. 

We are all insecure about something and run the risk of being so consumed with our anxieties so much so that we don't see needs and opportunities in the world around us. I consciously have to choose freedom not to be anxious but identify how I can help meet the needs of others. 



No comments:

Post a Comment