The Misters

I made a recent discovery that I thought was very interesting, while also unsettling....an observance about my own way of thinking. Though observing your own thoughts seems to sound even more unsettling now that I write it...maybe that should be more of a concern....but I'll proceed anyhow. Because randomness will happen either way, so here goes..

After having a bit of a tiring and busy week recently, I was really dealing with some discouragement and anxiety. It was a pile up of many different things that caused me to feel strung out, which really makes you more susceptible to discouragement. But it felt like it hit harder with an addition of frustration from other situations. All that to say, here is my discovery:

I have found an analogy that encompasses most of the turmoil that goes on in my noggin.....meet the Misters; I have a Mr. Imagination and a Mr. Logic.

When I have odd miscommunications with people or a strange occurrence arises (which obviously is pretty often in Wonderland) I tend to have swirling arguments inside my mind about it. On the one hand, I've got Mr. Logic, who seems to be well aware of the reasonable and sensible excuse for it. Everything is fine in Logicland because I know things are not that big a deal and molehills really are just molehills.

On the other hand though, is Mr. Imagination, who is quite an adventurer. While Mr. Logic takes a seat on a rather nice bench at the bottom of a mountain view, pausing to peacefully take in the serenity of the scene....Mr. Imagination has grabbed a dirtbike and hit the gas so hard that dirt flies into the face of Mr. Logic. Yes, he's a gonner....flying through the air with suspicions of drama, popping wheelies of despair over the possibility of hurts, and doing backflips with feelings of sorrow. I told you he was quite the adventurer. Never stays still for a moment, that one.

And while there are plenty of times where people really are oddballs and considerably rude in nature, there are also plenty of times where things are not always as they seem. I just need to learn to slow Mr. Imagination down and deflate his bmx tires. The dude is outta control. Or maybe he's IN control, and that's the problem. Either way, there's an inner turmoil that happens when I allow my mind to swirl here and there, thinking the worst instead of praying for the best. And it hurts myself more than anything else.

And of course, as it turns out...Mr. Logic is very soft spoken, while Mr. Imagination happens to be well trained in the use of his diaphragm. Isn't that how it always is? *Sigh* Yes, this is an unfun situation indeed, for the two Misters do not get along at all. And they aren't even as amusing as the two hecklers from the muppets. Tragic.

But I think it's a good thing to learn about myself, and hopefully I'm not the only one with the two Misters War. Because if it turned out to be something like that, I'd be in serious trouble....though I'm going to choose to refrain from allowing Mr. Imagination to attempt to compete in the Winter X Games and not proceed any further with the possible nuthouse scenarios..But just know that he's extremely eager to take flight lessons with that one.

Anyway, I'm going to try very hard not to allow Mr. Imagination to go skydiving whenever a situation that I don't understand comes in my line of view. Obviously, I'll try to steer him into staying in the writing business....but it shall be a daunting task, to be sure.

Alright Mr. Logic, I'm going to sit on this here bench with you for as long as I can. But I'm going to need some serious prayer to stay because as it is, I'm a huge motorcycle fan...and Mr. Imagination drives a two-seater.

I'm praying for wisdom and peace, while the Lord continues to teach me to capture my thoughts and continue the course on this very long road:)

"We demolish arguments and pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ."
-2 Corinthians 10:5