Setting Sail... Finally!

For years I had pondered and dreamed about starting a blog. I'd read books, talked about it, and was even gifted my own domain name for Christmas one year. I always found an excuse as to why I hadn't started yet - no time, emotionally spent, exhausted as a first-time mom, etc. Underneath those excuses, the real reason was simply because I wanted perfection. I was fearful of doing it wrong - not knowing what to say, not having the best design, or thinking I needed more skills in my tool belt before proceeding. There was a risk involved that seemed to big for me to take. I was paralyzed by my need for perfection.

Have you ever felt that way?

“A ship is always safe at the shore - but that is NOT what it is built for.”  - Albert Einstein

One of my favorite things in life is having the opportunity to watch people pursue their passions. To see them in their element using their gifts and talents - it's inspiring and contagious. I love watching eyes light up when they talk about "their thing". Even if it's not something I may particularly enjoy or have a love for myself, it's still a beautiful thing to see because I respect the risk they're taking to share with me and others.

Photo by  Carolyn Marie.

What's your passion or "thing" that gets you excited?

For me, it's bringing dignity to details. I have always been drawn to the small details - whether that be a place card on a wedding guest table, the awesome counter melody the cellos just played, the change of magnificent color the fall brings to the leaves, or the way I see God orchestrating our family's story. I find myself looking for beauty in these sometimes overlooked things. Bringing dignity to these details is giving importance, honor, and respect to what's so wonderfully made! I long to share that with others and help them see this beauty in their own lives.

My need for perfection has made me hesitate to start this blogging journey, but I have realized that the risk is worth taking. It's worth making mistakes (which I know I will) because my "ship" was not built for staying safe on the shore.

Thanks Albert. :-)