I have felt quite good about the progress I have been making in life-on almost every level. Spiritually, emotionally, and physically. I feel like I'm being productive, keeping my mind active, my friends loved and my goals met. At the height of my feeling good about myself and the advances I feel I've been making, I was kindly reminded of everything I am NOT doing. The intention of the reminder was very good. I was reminded with love, but it stung nonetheless. Almost to the point of me deciding to give up-if all I have been working on was not going to get me where I need to be, why try? The answer came in two ways.
The first answer came from here:
Yup, you guessed it-my very wise, kind, wonderful, amazing husband Chad settled me right down and pointed out that progress IS progress. And I need to celebrate it. So I am.
The next answer came from here:
As I sat in church last week I was looking around at all my beautiful Young Women in my ward. I know that each of them go through things. I know that sometimes they are as hard on themselves as I am on myself. I sat there thinking that Christ sees in them more possibilities and goodness than they can fathom, and that it must hurt Him sometimes how hard they are on themselves when He knows who they are. All of a sudden it hit me that I need to walk the walk. I need to see the good in me. I need to quit beating myself up when I'm not perfect. I need to be an example to keep believing and I need to KEEP MOVING FORWARD. I love the blessing of insight that I get every once in a blue moon. I see. Don't stop believing.
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