I struggle with this desire to be perfect. I hold these expectations for myself that are far from obtainable. These expectations put on my shoulders by the worlds' standards oftentimes leave me feeling like a failure. A failure to look a certain way. A failure at being a certain type of mother. A failure at… Continue reading I Am a Failure…or Am I?
The memories are made in those moments when we slow down to just enjoy the moment. When we are too busy trying to perfect things, we lose sight of what it's all about.
Our scars, sins and imperfections are what have molded us to be who we are! We shouldn't be ashamed of that. We shouldn't be ashamed to share our story or to be transparent with others.
He gives us this desire for perfection so that we will LONG FOR HIM.