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Some days, I'm productive.
Some days I get up at a reasonable hour and I "have a good devo" (what a ridiculous phrase) and I eat a good breakfast and I attack my schoolwork and I help out around the house (and thereby actually move a bit, dontcha know) and I take my brother to sports practice and I get my music responsibilities done in a timely fashion and I respond to blogging comments and emails and I write a blog post and I comment on other people's blog posts and I catch up on Once Upon a Time while I'm at it because I'm super behind and Must Make Headway and I finally change my bedding to flannel sheets and I make crafts and laminate them and then later I watch something with my parents because #qualitytime and I read Peter Pan or The Help before bedtime because experts say that it's better for a screen to not be the last thing you do before going to sleep and I get to bed at a semi-reasonable hour and voilà, I have done this day well.
What it takes me a while to realize some days is that I am just as worthwhile a person when I get squat done as when I do mountains of awesome things. God loves me the same yesterday, today and tomorrow.
For those of you who, like me, often base your self-worth and the way God feels about you on what you do or don't do -- and I know you're out there -- what do you say we try to stop together? What do you say we start committing to purposefully calling Satan's bluffs? I've a feeling it's more important than either of us realizes.
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Btw, if any of you do have a tendency towards unmerciful perfectionism with yourself -- or even if you don't -- I highly, HIGHLY recommend David A. Seamands' book, Healing for Damaged Emotions. I'm not trying to "be a shrink" or anything, but I discovered it recently and people, it is GOOD.