Saturday, July 28, 2012


Surrender

Mick Jagger sang, You can’t always get what you want but if you try sometimes you get what you need.

 Do you embrace the blessing of total defeat? Some of you may think, “What’s to embrace? How is that a blessing?  I lost.” What is there to gain by accepting defeat? IF I surrender to a particular situation that I have no control over, I have found that the reason why is revealed in time. Not in my time but in God’s time as I understand him. It’s only at that point do I understand why something has happened and the pieces fit together like a jig saw puzzle. At that point and only at that point am I given free release from the bondage of self.

Have you ever had a bad night and said, “I need to quit ______.”   Only to say a few hours or the next day later, “well it really wasn’t that bad.” I’m befuddled by human nature’s desire to not just get beat but to be beaten to a pulp before we become willing to change. What I have found is anytime that I want something; I get exactly what I need if I surrender my will. It may not be anything close to what I was looking for but I always get what I need. That’s the blessing. Doing something that I don’t want to do and be rewarded with something completely cool from left field. Are you blessed today?

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Perfectionism


Some people regard themselves as perfect, but only because they demand little of themselves.

---------- Hermann Hesse

Does anyone struggle with perfectionism? I know for me that when I got sober I needed to live right. In order to live right, I needed to do the right thing but to what level? I know that today I’m ok with the mistakes that I make in my life. Everything doesn’t have to be perfect. After all no one is perfect. The need to be perfect stems from and feeds myself centeredness. Do I really want that? I know from my experience that this will only bring me unhappiness.

There will always be the person in your life that says, “You can do better than that”.  Sometimes that will be good encouragement and other times it’s just the nagging voice of an advisor. It’s during those times that I need to stop and think, maybe ask God for help, and be reminded that the worst vice of all is ADVICE. 

With the exception of Olympic athletes can anyone justify their perfection? How’s that working out for you?