Resisting Perfectionism: The Harsh Taskmaster of our Souls

"Progress not perfection"                                                     -AA Slogan Perfectionism is a harsh taskmaster of our souls.  Perfectionism replays those child-like messages filled with shame, "If you don't do what he/she says, you're a failure. You'll never write good enough, blog good enough, teach good enough…" This endless list of lack haunts my mind when I submit …

Puddle Jumping

I wish I could go through life jumping from one puddle of destiny to the next.     Unfortunately, real living often includes large sections of hot, black asphalt.      This morning a puddle of destiny came to me; I merely had to turn and step, in order to land smack dab in the middle.   I confess, …

A Puppet and the Alabaster Jar

Today is fresh with possibilities. I want to learn more about the craft of writing so I can paint beautiful words upon the canvas of life. Yet more than this, I want to be become real because I know what God can do with real. He can take our humanity and mix in His Spirit and create healing oil. …

…those plastic smiles

"Her two worlds collided and there she was, enjoying them both." Last night in a dream, I saw my arm as if an outstretched branch of a tree with leaves. The color started going out of the picture moving from right to left leaving the right side a black and white image. I awoke and …

The Searching

"One can never consent to creep when one feels the impulse to soar."                                                                                                            -Helen Keller I have noticed a distinct pattern in my life over the years. Whenever a change of direction or expansion of opportunity is in the wind, restlessness descends. If I had actual wings of flight like a giant eagle, I …

When something beautiful my way comes…

Two gardenia plants snuggle up against my home outside the window facing the patio. I can see them from where I write. Recently, the tips of their leaves turned a sickly brown and large areas of stem lost their foliage altogether. "What's wrong with these plants?" My husband muttered. "I don't know. Maybe they're getting …

On Dolphins, Boats, and Letting Go

Have you ever had one of those times when you know God sent you a message? Or at least the irony seems too obvious to ignore so you think just maybe He did? Now I'm not talking about one of those euphoric "Ah Ha" moments when the heavens open. I'm describing more like a punch in …

#53 Top Ten Unforgettable Comments

In search of my blogging identity quest post #53 is my "Top Ten most Unforgettable Comments" spoken to me over the years. They have all formed a part of who I am today. Some still make me cringe while others chuckle. I cannot believe some of the things  people have said on one hand and on the other, gratefulness fills my heart for …

Missing the Mark

The small boy slowly pulled the arrow back while safely encircled within his father's strong arms. Awkwardly, shaky…true, but all I could see was the father's radiant smile. This wise man knew no arrow would come close to hitting the mark without his strength, his steadiness, his careful aim. "There you go. That's the way." He spoke with …