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Just So You Know, I’m Intimidating By Lisa Bull

I’m 5’1”. Some people say I’m short. Short sounds a little rude me. I prefer to be referred to as “petite”. Petite sounds sort-of French. Hang on. I need to look it up…Ohhhh! YAY! It IS French. So, I am petite and blonde.

Those two things combined likely do not make me sound like much of a force to be reckoned with, do they?

Well, just so you know, I am “intimidating”, “scary”, and “harsh”. These are just a few words that have been used to describe me. Several years ago a few of the younger girls in my office said I reminded them of “Angela” on The Office. I hadn’t watched the show, so I had no idea that what they were saying was a total insult. Let’s see some of the words that have been used to depict “Angela” on the internet: **“cold, condescending, judgmental and uptight…little sense of humor and almost never smiles or expresses happiness…”


To say I’m hurt is an understatement.

Lisa Bull

But, beyond my feelings being hurt I am hurting because clearly I had some kind of disconnect back then. I feel terrible that I would have EVER caused anyone to think of me in those terms. How awful! If that’s how I came across—I wouldn’t have even wanted to be around me.

Hmmmm. Thinking back, I guess I really didn’t like ME much back then. Frankly, I was miserable. I was barely existing. I had a wonderful husband. I had two amazing boys. I had a good job. We owned a great house. But, I was consumed by fear. I feared pretty much everything. I had a completely out of control fear of germs. I worried non-stop about my children. I feared war, car accidents, disease, death—I was in a constant state of anxiety. And, I’m sure my fears, my anxiety, my depression–caused my demeanor to be, well, UGLY.

About three years ago, I had a “break down”. My mind and my body decided simultaneously that I stressed them out too much and they were done. My world stopped. It was during that time that I became totally dependent—dependent on my husband, dependent on my boys, and most of all, dependent on God. There was no more “Lisa” left.

I learned a lot of lessons during that time. I learned that I had been trying to control my life by worrying. Worrying was my control. But, what worry had actually done was steal my life from me. It had made me a bitter and anxious person that people didn’t want to be around. Thankfully, God had already blessed me with an amazing family. He also placed an incredible doctor and therapist in my life. Most of all though, He revealed to me the keys to Joy.

To have true joy, I had to learn to TRUST in Him. I had to learn to CHOOSE to be joyful. I had to LET GO of worry.

Worry is a prison. It separates us from God AND from relationships with the people we care about. God wants us to have FREEDOM not BONDAGE.

Attached you’ll find a PDF  with some scriptures to help you if you struggle with worry.

With Love,

Lisa <3

Lisa Bull sees her life as a journey along God’s divine plan. While considering herself an expert on nothing, she enjoys laughing and has made “choosing joy” her motto. Lisa has experienced God’s unfailing love and grace in her life and wants nothing more than for others to enjoy that same gift in their lives.

Lisa is the daughter and granddaughter of ministers. She has multiple relatives in ministry on both sides of her father’s family including several pastors, pastor’s wives, and missionaries. In fact, ministry in her maternal grandmother’s family can be traced back several generations. She loves being a wife and mother of two terrific young men.

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3 thoughts on “Just So You Know, I’m Intimidating By Lisa Bull

  1. Lisa this is wonderful. I always thought of you as a beautiful, talented woman that looked half her age. I loved your sense of humor. Just enough sarcasm that some people did not get it but those of us who did thought it was a hoot. I cannot imagine everything you have gone through but what you are doing here if it helps just one person your openness will be worth it. Never let worry steal your joy. I always hate elections seems to bring out the worry in all of us. Worry does not fix anything but it can cost a fortune.

  2. Hi Lisa, this article is wonderful!
    Yes depression is hard- our 34 yr old daughter suffers from depression, but she won’t tell anyone of us in her family what bothers her. She does tell her brother, her son and told my Mom she hates me, but can’t/won’t say why. So all I can do is pray for her, and I do each day.
    I am a “worry wart” as my hubby calls me. Just like my Mom was. I am learning to give it all to God. I have just recently started reading your’s and Sarah’s posts and I wished I would have sooner!! You ladies are awesome and tell it like it is!! I love you both!! You both are a bright light in my day! (And I love coffee too?)
    God works through both of you and I am so thankful you both have answered His calling!!
    God Bless You!!

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