Today at Faith Barista we are discussing— To quit or not to quit. Share your thoughts or experience on quitting something or not quitting something.
I don’t consider myself a quitter. It’s not a word that describes who I am.
If I’ve started something, I will finish it. Or at least give it a very good try.
Yes, you heard me.
*I’m quitting…the fear of not measuring up
*I’m quitting…the paralyzing grip of perfection
*I’m quitting…the thinking that I am in control
I’ll stop worrying about what others might think of me. The truth is, most people are too busy worrying about their own stuff to think about me. I don’t mean that in a bad way. I have many people in this life, that love me dearly and care for me without regret. I just mean, they don’t really care if I’m wearing yoga pants today instead of khaki’s. Or if I fix the same meal, twice in one week, or if I don’t sweep up all the dog fur from under the dining room table where it gets trapped like tumbleweeds in the desert.
I’ll stop worrying if my house isn’t like a picture out of House Beautiful. Perfection does not mean, not messy. People live here… 24 hours a day. We work from home, and school at home, and love at home. All those things don’t fit in my nice containers. (Even if those containers are the cutest things ever!) As the keeper of the home, the house is a reflection on me….may it reflect a family that lives with and loves each other.
I’ll stop believing that all my plans in life will work out perfectly. Life is fragile, and I’m fooling myself if I ever thought for one second that I was the one in control.
My life is not my own. It is Christ who lives in me.
I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. Galations 2:20 NIV
And all I do is for that audience of One.