I was reading some fabulous writings by amazing ministers on the RevGalBlogPal community this week; they were musing about ministry and how they feel about it.
I made lots of notes, as I like to do when I'm reading, and was really struck by this sentence which has stayed with me.
"I’m clearly supposed to be doing what I do. I’m not the best, though I’m better than I thought I’d be."
I wish I could find it again to attribute it correctly, but I can't. If its your wise words then thanks, and please tell me who you so I can add your name to it.
This is my motto for today, and one day at a time for as long as it feels right. It reminds me that I'm not called to be perfect, that I might well make mistakes; and that I'm actually doing ok, better than I ever imagined.
I'd been suffering sleepless nights before we came away on holiday; rehashing events and mistakes and concerns in my head. Since I've found this mantra the sleep had returned and I have found some calm.
Whilst my formal prayer has been lacking (I'll post about that later) this has been my prayer.