How much more purposeful would life be if we silenced the distractions getting in the way of what matters most?
What if we celebrated each drawer we organized, closet we rearranged, and tote we took to Goodwill? I don’t expect my toddlers to learn to tie their shoes the first time they try. Why don’t I approach my goals with the same forgiving standards?
I’m proud I didn’t wait until my hair was longer or facial nerves more recovered. I’m proud because when I show our girls pictures from our wedding day, I remind them that you don’t have to wait until you’re perfect to show up.
I decided a long time ago to not let the fear of imperfection stop me from trying.
By leaning in and getting to know the person before the difference, we find we have way more in common than we think.
God, you put this desire on my heart. You gave me a powerful story to share. I have spent so much time and money trying to make this happen. Was I wrong about this dream?” But then, you guys. There’s always a but then
Maybe the Girl Scouts had it right. Sometimes you need to find a new tribe. “Make new friends and keep
I think it’s because I know how fortunate we are I feel guilty even saying I want to go back to work, as if having that desire makes me an awful mom.
There is no part of your story that He cannot redefine. There is nothing – absolutely NOTHING – too broken for God to redeem and reweave into something beautiful.
Let’s not let the fear of doing all the things keep us from doing the next thing.