You Have More Support Than You Know

Sep 25 08:22 2007 Eli Davidson Print This Article

"God's the kind of guy you can trust," was my friend John's advice on a particularly bleak autumn morning.

"God's the kind of guy you can trust,Guest Posting" was my friend John's advice on

a particularly bleak autumn morning. At the time, I probably gave him one

of those oh-please-do-you-think-this-is-going-to-help-me-pay-my-bills

looks. Sure, he could trust the Universe. He had a beautiful wife and a

great family. He lived in a glorious home and took exotic vacations. He

drove a BMW— with a car seat. He did not roll his grocery cart down the

aisle bypassing the artichokes because they were too expensive.

 

I looked at him with his picture-book-perfect life and my upper lip

curled. I scanned my own life and felt like I was facing off against the

Green Bay Packers wearing high heels and a dress. And I didn't see any

solution in sight. Those dang credit card bills were pummeling me so hard

I was seeing double.

 

How could I even think of trusting in divinity? I had recently

discovered that my husband was wildly unfaithful. On top of that, I had

lost my business. I was living in someone else's pool house, driving a beat up

borrowed car with a shredded roof because I was far too broke to afford

even the smallest car payment, and surviving on peanut butter to pay off

Mr. Mastercard.

 

Sure John could trust the Big Guy upstairs. His life worked. Mine

sucked. His GPS was functioning; mine was obviously on the fritz. The

Higher Power assigned to him had coached him all the way to the Super

Bowl. Mine had left me sitting on the bench.

 

Oh, It's Easy for You to Say

 

Being a pretty sensitive guy, John picked up on my inner rant. He saw

through the "crash and burn" of my circumstances and focused on all the

good in my life. He reminded me, first and foremost, of my health and the

wealth of people in my life who genuinely cared about me—like John

himself and his wife, Gracie, for instance. I was fortunate to have such

close friends during a tough time. Plus my ex-husband's mom was actually

loaning me a car. Oh, and yes, I had a small but lovely roof over my head.

Don't you hate it when people cut your complaining in half? I sure

did.

 

I would look back on this time in my life and count it as a blessing,

John assured me. A blessing! I looked at him like he was smoking crack.

But he wouldn't give up. I had the chance to be a phoenix, he said—

that ancient mythical bird that rose from the ashes of its own funeral pyre,

miraculously born anew. He and Gracie knew that in the midst of my

challenge was an opportunity for me to become a bigger and better person.

Bigger and better person? Ha!

 

But from John's viewpoint, my precarious situation was a noble quest.

I had unwittingly put myself in the flames. Now the decision was mine: I

could roll around in the soot of feeling sorry for myself, or I could start

making choices to become a more magnificent being. When he reminded

me that Spirit saw my goodness even if all I saw were the charred remains

of what I had called my life, he struck a powerful, deep chord.

 

I thought of Cinderella and the ashes. As a little girl I always wanted

to rush through the beginning when she was covered in cinders and

wearing rags, and get to the part where she wore pretty clothes and got her

Prince Charming. Even as a kid I was a sucker for a good tiara and a great

dress. I sighed a deep breath and figured it was time to dust the ashes off

and go find my ball gown.

 

John was right. If I had a shovel to dig myself out of my mess, the

Universe had a backhoe (that's one honking big digging machine).

Regardless of what it looked like, maybe a Higher Power was supporting

me. Trusting Spirit, however, was as foreign to me as football. I grew up

playing with Barbie’s, for goodness sake.

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Eli Davidson
Eli Davidson

Eli Davidson built a design company from $17 and a glue gun to 1.5 million in sales in four years. In an 18 month period she lost her business, marriage and health leaving her $88,000 in debt. That was in 1999.

Today, she is a nationally recognized woman’s business expert who shares her ‘Turnaround Techniques’ in her new book, Funky to Fabulous. Eli has been featured on ‘The Today Show’, USA Network, NBC and Fox Television. Contact Eli mailto:info@elidavidson.com or at (310) 842.8076.

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