I am not a gourmet chef, but I like to cook and think I cook well.
I am not a biscuit baker, but I make a pretty awesome iron skillet of cornbread.
I am not as good at my job as I once was, but I am a recovering work-aholic and have a much more satisfying life.
I am not a perfect wife or mother, but I have a loving, forgiving husband and some really awesome daughters.
I am not the best friend a friend could have, but I am a friend who will walk alongside you through the good and the bad, without judgment or trying to fix you.
I am not an immaculate housekeeper, but friends and family are welcomed in my home anytime, without notice.
I am not an athlete, but I like to play.
I am not a teacher by trade, but I like to share thoughts and ideas about things I've read with others.
I am not a comedian, but I love to make people laugh.
I love oceans, lakes, rivers, creeks, streams, pools and bathtubs.
I love chimes on my front porch, comfortable pajamas, and a good story.
I love children and old people, but they can exhaust me equally.
I love to travel to places I've never been, but am always excited to return home.
I love the smell of sun dried laundry, coffee, babies, and bread.
Sometimes I'm selfish, or scared, or sad for no real reason.
Sometimes I make bad decisions, say bad words or even say something inappropriate or crude just to get a laugh.
Sometimes I over eat, over share, or over spend.
I stopped wearing a mask, and I've never felt more free.
I stopped coloring my hair, just to see what happens as I age and gray naturally.
I stopped worrying about having perfect attendance at church, and started being more concerned with how I act, think, speak, spend, eat, react, talk, love, treat others, or behave every day.
I hate when I compare myself to others, or worry what they think about me.
I hate when my words come out before I think about them, and can't get them back.
I hate when I hurt my daughter's feelings or rain on her parade.
I hate lines, and traffic, and poor service, but I'm learning there are life lessons in each of those.
I hate confrontation, but prefer it deeply over sweeping things under the rug.
My waistline is bigger than I'd like, but I eat ice cream anyway.
My feet, knees and hips sometimes hurt when I run, but I run anyway.
My handwriting is atrocious, but I write handwritten notes anyway.
My parents taught me some things directly, but so much more indirectly.
I wish I could tell the difference between someone complimenting me and mocking me.
I don't wish to read minds, but I do wish I could read motives.
I question when people use words like "always" or "never" or "everybody."
I question when people are vague or blame "they" or "them," but are unwilling to identify who.
I question when people are quick to complain, but slow to confront.
I am a daughter, sister, wife, mother, friend, disciple, employee, in-law, aunt, niece, care giver, law breaker, sinner, and nobody.
I am significantly insignificant, and I often wonder how, or even why, God will use me.
His story is bigger than I can imagine.
His love is more than I can fathom.
His mercy, His grace extend beyond boarders and boundaries.
He makes me perfectly me, I am nothing without I AM.