LOVE UNCONDITIONALLY
Loving when the ball has been fumbled and loving when the penalty flag is thrown takes effort, but the celebration of victory is so much sweeter when you have shared in the defeats.
Loving when the ball has been fumbled and loving when the penalty flag is thrown takes effort, but the celebration of victory is so much sweeter when you have shared in the defeats.
Today was another one of those days- you know, an ugly day.
An ugly day generally begins with a sense my clothes don’t fit the way they should. From there it moves to the way my teeth are just a little off center or my hair is too gray, too stringy, or too outdated.
Unfortunately, I feel myself to be not enough or too much of something on a pretty regular basis. This isn’t actual truth, but my feelings lie pretty well.
We were unpacking some boxes from the move, and I found one of my prayer journals from college. Some things never change:
God made my girl to be so big on the inside that it is pouring out the borders of her skin. I love this child, and I pray for the grace I need to help her as her skin grows to to fit all of who she is.
With age comes wisdom, and I am learning to let some things go (apparently, being cool is one of them). I am learning not to strain so hard to see everything down the road.
I don’t want my son to grow up wondering about his worth because I spent more time criticizing than I did encouraging.
Now, I know I probably should walk into the meeting feeling confident of my work. However, I am trying to be realistic in my expectations. This is my first book, and I just might not find success in round one of meeting with an agent. If the agent doesn’t want to represent me, it will be hard to hear. I am ready for the possibility of being knocked down. I am also ready to get back up.
I am more than an addiction. I am loved, and I am wonderful….even if I never change. This is one of the great truths of life: we are made for more, but we are enough right now.