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This journey has been about love, about worth, about God, about what it means to know him and be loved by him in a way that grounds and reorders everything.
the opposite of pride, one might say, is vulnerability—essentially, saying this is who I am . . . not the sparkly image, not the smoke and mirrors, not the accomplishments or achievements. This is me, with all my limitations, with all my weaknesses.
wise friend told me that no one ever changes until the pain level gets high enough.
The inciting incident for life change is almost always heartbreak—something becomes broken beyond repair, too heavy to carry; in the words of the recovery movement, unmanageable.
Now I know that the best thing I can offer to this world is not my force or energy, but a well-tended spirit, a wise and brave soul.
You don’t have to damage your body and your soul and the people you love most in order to get done what you think you have to get done. You don’t have to live like this.
I’ve been so committed to prove (as though anyone cares) that I can handle it all. And I’ve handled a whole lot of things.
The very thing that makes you you, that makes you great, that makes you different from everyone else is also the thing that, unchecked, will ruin you.
even the most driven, articulate, strong women I know struggle to really meet their own needs.
It is terrifying: wildly unprotected, vulnerable, staring our wounds right in the face. But this is where we grow, where we learn, where our lives actually begin to change.
I couldn’t imagine a world of unconditional love or grace, where people simply enter into rooms because the door is open to everyone. The world that made sense to me was a world of earning and proving, and I was gutting it out just like everyone around me, frantically trying to prove my worth.
When you devote yourself to being known as the most responsible person anyone knows, more and more people call on you to be that highly responsible person.
