This is my Facebook profile picture right now. I need to see it ALL THE TIME.
For years I thought I was the only one who struggled with this concept -- Have I done enough today?
Enough for what?
To rest? To say I'm done? To have the right to exist?
What I'm finding out is that nobody gets to choose "enough" except me. I'm the one who says if my day or hour or minute is enough.
I'm also finding out I'm not alone. I must not be alone because these kind of things keep showing up all over the internet
And this article from the Washington Post that I desperately wish I could have read 15 years ago.
I am enough because I am me. Made in God's image. Loved and adopted by Him to live this life.
Yes I want to make good use of my time here, but good use by His standards, not some outrageous, unattainable perception provided by the media.
So whatever I accomplish today -- whether it's writing or cleaning or cooking or dreaming -- it will be enough. Because I say so.
linking up with Writer's Workshop