please tattoo this on my forehead

Funny, I needed to be reminded of this.

How 'bout you?

Love,

Martha

(Mary Wannabe)

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"...He asks it soft, “Been a long time since I’ve heard you talking like that.” His hand finds the nape of my neck, strokes me kind. “You just fallen sick with perfectionism again?”

I don’t open my eyes…. To my dust and my smudges and my grime and my love-smeared mess. Why can’t I remember: the state of my space doesn’t reflect the state of my soul........."

“...God doesn’t ask me to be perfect; He asks me to praise.”

Ann Voskamp