It is a little ridiculous how often I quote Ann Voskamp — whether her book or blog. If I were her, I’d think I were a bit stalker-ish and scary. Sometimes I try to NOT like what she writes for the simple fact that I want to prefer something else for a change — be a little less predictable. Shake it up! Yet here I am, eyes welled with tears after reading her most recent post. And I come sauntering over to my poor little blog all smattered with weird Barbie pictures and my redneck babies — to post her wisdom between my bizarre ramblings.
I relate to her bouts of frustration. The way she gets down on herself. And I am inspired that her way out of looming depression is one simple word… Praise. Gratitude to God. Amen.
“God doesn’t ask me to be perfect; He asks me to praise.” Ann Voskamp (again!)
“What perfectionists forget is that perfectionism is an imperfection.” -Don’t remember. It was a pastor. It was on the internet. That narrows it down.
And to all of my friends reading this in wonder because I seem so far from being a perfectionist — (what with my dusty floors and smudged windows and all!) — You’d be surprised to know that I have my perfectionistic areas. Cleanliness is not one of them. Praise the Lord, he cured me from cleanliness perfectionism at birth and my toilet bowls and scowling husband can prove it! Hee hee.