Enough is enough?
Or is it?
You just sneak up on me. Your messages, the whisper of Enough.
“You are not?
I never hear these words alone. No I never hear whispers of you are not?Cool, Smart, Thin, Pretty, Young, nor Eloquent.
No, these words always partner with Enough.
The dreaded Enough. Enough, you send me sailing, flailing into discouragement.
I could handle that the whisper, if it just said, hey you are not cool. Then I would just resign myself and move forward. But Enough, you gives me a glimmer of hope that if I just work a little harder, diet a little more, improve my vocabulary, then yes, then maybe I could be Enough.
Enough, you draw me in to introspection. Enough, you make me focus on me. In fact Enough, you lead me to focus so much on me, that I lose focus. I can see nothing else, but the goal of you, Enough!
So I begin to strive, position, manipulate, and do whatever it takes to reach the elusive goal of being and doing enough.
Oh you with your silent letters, Enough, you haunt me. But I am not alone in my torment. Oh no, Enough you have many followers.
When asked once, “How much money is enough money?” John D Rockefeller replied, “Just a little bit more.”
I have company, lots of company, too much company. Too many of us are falling prey to your tricks and lies, Enough.
Enough already Enough.
Enough, you are so subjective, hard to describe, fleeting, elusive. You are supposed to indicate the amount necessary. But who decides the amount necessary? Oh I know your tricks; you just keep moving the finish line. Nothing and no one will ever be enough for you, Enough. You will just keep whispering your name and I will keep racing to hit the enough button, to cross the enough line, to reach the enough nirvana.
Enough you are impossible to catch, to reach, to achieve. You will just keep at me.
My only line of defense, the only weapon I have, the only victory possible is surrender. And when I surrender, palms up and open, then I will realize that I am not Enough and I will never be Enough. And I do not need to be Enough. Then I can experience reckless abandon to the only one who is enough, who holds all the victory, all the judgment, all that is needed to make those who are not enough, just enough.
When I hear your whispers of Enough, I will move my eyes from self to Savior. This is where my hope lies of becoming who He desires me to be, nothing more and nothing less, but just enough!