Surprising Freedom

The perfect home.  The perfect family.  The perfect life.  So much pressure!

I'm embracing a pursuit of a different sort.  Embracing imperfection.

Laughing instead of crying when my perfectly planned day turns imperfect.  Embracing my quirkiness - like my desire to break into dance moves whenever a fun song plays (even if I'm at the grocery store).  Seeing wrinkles as "laugh lines".

"Imperfection is a form of freedom."  
- Anh Ngo

Imperfection is not only freeing, it's more fun - because it's real.  So drop a petal or two and stand out from the crowd.

Silencing the Lies

Pound. Pound. Pound.  I can hear the the echo through the neighborhood.  Heavy construction all around us.  Houses being framed.  Bricks being laid.

There is no peace.  Quiet time with God isn't quiet time when there is no quiet.  So I face the day on my own. 

How'd it go?  Not well.

I am in a perpetual state of feeling overwhelmed.  An anxiousness I can't shake.  A pounding in my head (ok - that one is warranted).  It is so obvious the better choice.  I need time with the only one that can re-frame it all. 

Nothing can fill me up like time with God.  He changes my outlook.  He gives me rest from the chatter in my brain saying "do more", "be more", "you aren't enough".  He gently whispers - those are lies.  Don't believe them.

You are enough.  You are loved.

Don't believe the lies.  Let Him fill you with truth.

Wagging Smile

Happy thought of the day: A dog smiles by wagging it's tail.  Dogs smile a lot!