We had a church meeting a while back and we decided to do a last-minute potluck for lunch. A friend brought a beautiful huge, gourmet, work-of-art salad that she had made and we all kind of made our light-hearted comments about how what we brought looked compared to look what she brought. I felt awful when she had enough and pleaded: “please don’t give me grief about it. It’s just my thing. It’s what I love to do.”
She was feeling the need to ask forgiveness for her talent, her hobby, her thing.
A pit came to my stomach because I’ve felt that before. That feeling when some people come over (and maybe I took the time to clean up?) and start looking around and making comments about “how do you have TIME for this?” or “I guess I would rather buy new than take time to paint old things” or my favorite: “I’m never letting you come over to my house -- you would die.”
And all of a sudden I feel guilt and the need to apologize for something I love to do and if they could only know how flawed I really feel in so many other aspects of life.
Oh, but I do it too. I didn’t do a huge back to school dinner with a theme and gifts and new outfits and so I make fun the ridiculousness of putting so much effort into it--who has time for that?
A friend just finished another marathon and I’m struggling to get back up to 2 miles-- why is she so into her body?
Or the fun mom that is always out on an adventure with her kids -- is her energy for real? She’s got to be taking something.
We tell our daughters not to play dumb, be yourself and shine on, be kind, and don’t worry about what others think. We still need to give each other that talk.
So I’m giving it today: Do your thing. Don’t apologize for it. Bless others with your talents. Own it.
And let others do their thing - not only do it - but excel at it. I want to be in the camp that applauds, lifts, encourages, restores, give the benefit of the doubt. To your face, behind your back, and behind a computer screen. And when the green envy, jealousy, and guilt start rearing -- simply say:
that’s her thing.
I love to see people love what they are doing.
A little thought for a Monday morning --thanks for listening.
She was feeling the need to ask forgiveness for her talent, her hobby, her thing.
A pit came to my stomach because I’ve felt that before. That feeling when some people come over (and maybe I took the time to clean up?) and start looking around and making comments about “how do you have TIME for this?” or “I guess I would rather buy new than take time to paint old things” or my favorite: “I’m never letting you come over to my house -- you would die.”
And all of a sudden I feel guilt and the need to apologize for something I love to do and if they could only know how flawed I really feel in so many other aspects of life.
Oh, but I do it too. I didn’t do a huge back to school dinner with a theme and gifts and new outfits and so I make fun the ridiculousness of putting so much effort into it--who has time for that?
A friend just finished another marathon and I’m struggling to get back up to 2 miles-- why is she so into her body?
Or the fun mom that is always out on an adventure with her kids -- is her energy for real? She’s got to be taking something.
We tell our daughters not to play dumb, be yourself and shine on, be kind, and don’t worry about what others think. We still need to give each other that talk.
So I’m giving it today: Do your thing. Don’t apologize for it. Bless others with your talents. Own it.
And let others do their thing - not only do it - but excel at it. I want to be in the camp that applauds, lifts, encourages, restores, give the benefit of the doubt. To your face, behind your back, and behind a computer screen. And when the green envy, jealousy, and guilt start rearing -- simply say:
that’s her thing.
I love to see people love what they are doing.
from a favorite talk of mine: Chieko Okazaki Raised in Hope.
Hello friends! This week has knocked me out with school starting and my computer crashed. :( I’m trying to get a new one up and running and paying to retrieve all of my dear pictures and videos from my old hard drive. Take it from me today – save your pictures, videos, everything online or on an external hard drive. I had the best intentions of getting around to it, but it never happened. So here I am with a cme + deals because I really don’t need my old hard drive for it!
* a 7-Day Plan to Stay Productive at Lifehack.
You’ve never seen a balloon arch quite like THIS. - from The House that Lars Built
I wanted a bright, happy pantry door in our mostly-white kitchen. But yellow is tricky! At first I just grabbed some samples of some happy yellows that I thought looked good from the paint chip cards, but when I put them on, I didn’t love them as much. Holy brightness!
I went back to the Sherwin-Williams store to Chad, the friendly Provo store manager and he assured me that most people that try yellow think they know what they want but many times come back and say it was waaaay too bright. I know many of you love the bright (from the voting in the comments on IG!) but in the kitchen with lots of natural light some of them were too much for me.
I live near a Sherwin-Williams now (hurray!) and I want to tell you why they are *my* paint store now. I’ve loved their colors (hello, kilim beige here and here, pavestone here and ivoire here) but I figured they were an expensive, custom paint store that maybe wasn’t for people like me. When we moved here and began building our home, I started going in to the Provo, Utah store to look at paint colors I had seen online and I began to change my mind. Here’s what I love:
* they have a little play place for my boys so I can actually peruse and look and ask questions without being rushed or worried they would wander over into power tools. And hot cider and a table for me to sit at. ♥
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