Got a fun call from Wells Fargo today. There was suspected fraud on my account . No, I didn't buy anything in New Jersey. (Not even quite sure I have even been to NJ. Like ever) And nope, no purchases of one hundred dollars, recently.
Its official. I had a hacker.
Now unlike most people, this made me kinda happy. I was excited to have something interesting happen to me and was ecstatic that I hadn't lost any money. My fair hacker had been declined at every stop. So cool. I had the adventure of being hacked. So because Taylor Swift was also hacked this week, does that mean I am like her?
Okay, so probably not. But that got me thinking about celebrities; why I want to be like a singer I have never met? It shouldn't make sense, but in our culture it does. I am a person she is a person; so what is the difference?
I feel like a fraud. Scratch that. I KNOW I am a fraud. I act fine, when I am hurt. I act happy when I am jealous. I try to lead my heart and be nice to others, but sometime it is nothing more than an act.
So I ask God for help.
And I start with the fact that every person on this earth is screwed up royally.
Lets start from that.
Besides if we are all at the bottom there is no way, but up. Or down to hell fire. Your choice.
Sanctification is the goal. It is a big word, but basically, getting better. Closer to okay. To perfect. One slow step at a time, crawling our way toward the cross, with a loving father guiding us along.
<3 Lissa
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