So what God has been teaching me lately is to be responsive where I am, pressing forward from this point, not aiming to reach one ideal because I’m not the one who decides what “done” looks like. And I need to ask myself whether I’m rejecting opportunities to do good things because they aren’t ideal. I owe my life to my maker, a lump of clay submitted to the potter’s design, intention, and wisdom. May I be faithful in each moment.
To God be all glory.