Perfection
The following post has nothing to do with this picture of Ethan, asleep in his bed- with a fake mustache on, but I wanted to put it on here anyway! I'm almost done with reading He Did Deliver Me from Bondage and wanted to share another thought that I had while studying the other day. Perfection. From my journal: "I like being perfect in many things and I get upset when I fall short of that- which is most of the time. When I get upset that the kids have to talk to me when I am headed upstairs or when they have interrupted me for the 4th time while playing the piano or when they are grumpy + tired + I can't take it anymore- I need to stop and reassess. Am I really doing/acting how I should or could I be just a little more understanding, less selfish and willing to see where they are coming from?" Today I focused on my Savior and that really helped me not care about perfection. As I taught piano lessons today, instead of demanding perfection or getting irritated I was mo...