There are so many choices to be made and problems to be solved, but sometimes I just want to revert back to being 5 again so I can curl up on my Mom or Dad's lap and just let the stresses of the day slip away. It's not that I don't love making choices, it's just that I want to make the "best" choice. Isn't that what we all want--"the best". I want to make others around me proud. I want to make a difference. I want to do it right and I want to do it right the first time (sounds like a tantrum, I know).
In reality though, each time I'm stretched I grow.
Every time I fall I learn how to fall with more grace.
Each time I make a mistake I learn how to do something better.
Bernice Johnson Reagon once said, "Life's challenges are not supposed to paralyze you, they're supposed to help you discover who you are."
...and if I do make a mistake or happen to choose wrongly I can get back up and try again.
1 comment:
wow, love this! thanks for the reminder!
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