[random sunday thoughts] | Ever since I was a little girl I have always felt that I was a city girl by heart. I don’t know what about them that amazes me, but they are so god damn beautiful😍✨Paris is the biggest city I’ve been to (AND IT IS BEAUTIFUL!) and can’t wait to see New York in the future. (Found this photo on pinterest btw)
I was going through my journal this morning that I take to church and I came across these three points. I still struggle to be perfect at times. There is nothing wrong with striving to be your best!! But striving to be perfect....perfect IS NOT POSSIBLE!! It’s not! . 1. Perfectionism paralyzes you. The all or nothing mentality can be crippling! . 2. Perfectionism sets us up for failure. Good is STILL good enough! . 3. Perfectionism makes it all about us and not about HIM! . There is only ONE who is perfect! He covers all of our flaws and loves us unconditionally! . . #sundaythoughts#progressoverperfection#perfectlyimperfect#fitmoms#hotmessexpress#bootcamp#strongnotskinny
The older I get, the more I ponder what I believe. Right now, I believe that having a delicious breakfast with my mom and discussing life, theology, and deep thoughts are the best things I can do with my time this morning. If I've learned anything over the past thirty years, it's that we should question what we are taught, that we should test what we believe to be true, that we should never obey a rule simply because another human tells us to do so, and that despite the worst flaws of mankind, God remains good and faithful.
My garden is GROWING!! I had to re-pot 4 plants into bigger pots. And I bought a tomato plant. This is an endeavor for me. For real. Up until this garden, I have killed every plant I’ve ever had. Some days I don’t feel like watering it... but I do. It’s such a metaphor for my life. There are days I don’t feel like doing the things that my soul (or body) need. But I do them. Days where I don’t want to be bothered with other people but know that if I don’t interact with others, I will shrink into a hole that is so hard for me to get out of. Days where I don’t want to go to the gym just because I “don’t feel like it” but know that my body and mind and soul need it. Days where I don’t want to rest but know that I will break if I don’t just “be.” I said my “word for 2018” was GROW. This garden is doing that. I am doing that. Growth is never easy. There are pains and struggles. There are days where the light isn’t always visible but you know/hope it will return. The days of rain and darkness bring growth too... learning how to grow in those times is the hardest but usually the most beneficial. And we need others to pour into our lives; we need watered. Those people who weigh in knowing that growth isn’t easy for you. And you get to be one who helps others grow... you get to be the waterer (not just the watered). You get to encourage, teach, support. Growth doesn’t come on your own; it doesn’t come by your own strength and efforts. So how are you growing? How are you helping others grow? #sundaythoughts#sundaymeditation#thinkaboutit#grow#life#lessonsfromthegarden#lessonsfrommygarden#backyardliving#backyardlife#keywest#keywestliving#keywestlife#islandliving#islandlife#wordfor2018#2018word#thoughtsfrommyhammock#sundayfeels#thoughts#meditations
I’ve been thinking a lot about dreams and calling lately. I would be lying if I said I haven’t been feeling a little antsy, a little confused, and followed by this vague feeling of being ready for more (without any specific or clear direction 🙄). Basically think Belle in Beauty and the Beast, twirling on the hillside singing, “I want adventure in the great wide somewhere”, but in the purpose, calling, ministry category specifically. (Hi 👋 I’m Kate, and I’m much more dramatic than I let on 😉) Last week I went on a walk just after sunrise along the river in the Old Mill. I kept watching the ducks in the cold water, thinking how much I’d hate to be in that icy river. I felt like God was speaking two things to me on that walk, and wanted to share just in case you need these words as much as I do: First, if I were to jump in that water right now, I wouldn’t be able to handle it. It’s too cold. Not the right time. It could kill me. But in the summer? Oh, the summer! The river is sweet relief, it is joy, it is the exact right place to be. Seasons matter. Timing matters. Waiting is crucial and worth it, worth it, worth it. The second thing was about the ducks. To me they seemed so cold, but there is obviously something in their DNA that has prepared them for moments like this. Their dander is not as thick in warmer seasons, but there is something inside of them that has existed through springs and summers and autumns that makes them able to weather the icy waters of winter. The lessons I learn, the hard things that strengthen me, the joy that changes me, all become a part of who I am; gifts to withstand the winter. So I will wait with expectation for the outrageous joy of summer, and appreciate the quiet beauty of winter, knowing that God has been building into my DNA the things that I need to keep me through the cold. #sundaythoughts#seasons