The Daily Battle with Perfectionism: Learning to Let Go Perfectionism has been a constant companion in my life, sometimes a motivator but more often a relentless taskmaster. It’s that voice in my head that says, “You need to do more, be more, and never make a mistake.” It’s driven me to achieve, but it’s also kept me on a never-ending hamster wheel, where no matter how much I accomplish, I’m left feeling drained and unsatisfied. I’ve worked on countless projects where the solutions are so obvious, so clear. And yet, time and again, I’ve watched those solutions go unadopted—or worse, delayed until they lose their impact. The frustration is real. I want to shake people and say, “Can’t you see? This is the answer!” But in those moments of exasperation, I realize I’m not so different. I, too, am guilty of ignoring the simplest, most perfect solution in my own life: Jesus. Here’s where it gets personal. I’ve spent years striving for perfection, trying to control every detail, believing that...
As I sat there in the late afternoon of a hot but mild summer day, I began reflecting on just how truly blessed my family and I are. The birds chirping in the distance provided a stark contrast to the typical chaos of our home, bustling with the energy of our almost 2-year-old, 4-year-old, and 14-year-old. The silence was almost deafening, and all I could think about was how much we have overcome and how much we don’t deserve it. We are so blessed and have it so good. This is the first time I’ve publicly shared my perspective on life, so know this: I am no theologian and certainly no saint. I cuss, I get angry, I’ve been known to drink too much, and I’ve been too hard on my kids. I’ve failed my husband, myself, and countless others, both intentionally and unintentionally. But I do know one thing for certain: we serve one Almighty God. His love is never-ending and unfailing. When we regret something we’ve done, or we aren’t where we thought we’d be, or we don’t measure up to our own exp...