Perfection Has It’s Limits

I have always been a perfectionist. I strive to do my best in whatever I do. When I don’t, I feel like a failure because I know I can do better. Yep, I am pretty hard on myself. I strive to do my best in whatever I do. Click To Tweet

When I got married, I had to let a lot of my perfectionist tendencies go, or at least I tried to. Not only did I have to uphold my strong ideals, but now it was my responsibility to hold my husband to this particular standard of living. After all, I am his helper; it is my DUTY! 

Well, let’s just say that my ideal of husband reform didn’t go over too well with him. Then, of course, I felt like a failure once again, and worse yet, unloved and unappreciated for my dire help and sacrifice I was making to make him complete.

Suddenly, I figured out my job was not to make him complete, but to complete him as his wife in my special way of loving him. I had to let go of the contraindications in my mind of how things ought to be and just thank God for how things are right now.

Since I learned to relax a little, things are going much more smoothly in my marriage. There is more peace and harmony in my home, children singing and me as well. Can’t you hear our voices…la la la la la lala?

Much of my perfectionist dreams have been fought in prayer. I am learning to depend on God more and more each day to make things the way they were meant to be. “Not by might, nor by strength, but by My Spirit,” says the Lord of Hosts (Zechariah 4:6). “Not by might, nor by strength, but by My Spirit,” says the Lord of Hosts (Zechariah 4:6). Click To Tweet

Let’s face it, my ideal world lives somewhere in the future beyond those pearly gates, walking on streets of gold. Until then, I will make this my time to shine by being made perfect in love…day by day. Care to join me?

Love healing hearts,

Shirah Chante

PS – Watch “Get FREE from Perfection!”

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