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Yes Man

Jim Carey made a movie in 2008 entitled Yes Man. It was a funny movie about a guy who decided to say yes to everything for a year. At first, the yeses brought him great things: a new love interest and a job promotion. Eventually, however, saying yes to everything ended in his demise. He ended up losing way more than he gained by saying yes.

While this movie helps us learnt that saying yes to everything isn't always a good thing, I see it from a different perspective. I don't always want a "yes man" in my life. I want people that are going to be honest with me not always agreeable.

A few months ago, I went to a trusted friend to talk about a dream I had. I wanted her honest opinion concerning whether or not she thought this dream could come to fruition. I trusted that she would tell me the truth as to whether I was crazy or onto something. I could have gone to a few other people to talk this dream through. They would have told me that I should go for it and would be perfect for the job. I have my yes people who I know will say what I want to hear even if it isn't the whole truth. I chose the friend I did because I knew she would shoot it to me straight.

I love my yes people. I purposefully go to them when I want something solidified in my life; when I want my right to be right. I also love my people who tell me the hard things even when I don't want to hear them because I know that's where growth happens. I know these people are honest with me because they love me and truly have my best interest at heart. I appreciate that.

I don't always want a yes man in my life. I also don't always want to hear the no or that's not right but I need to hear it. Otherwise, I get stuck in my sin or on a path I am not supposed to be on anymore. If I am constantly in search of those that will justify my actions and my actions are wrong, then I will never grow or change. I don't want that for my life.

So, if I come to you and ask for your honest opinion about something in my life, I am giving you permission to not be my yes man:)

Love & Blessings,
Megan

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