Perfectionism knocks on my door as my heart beats wildly at the thought of entertaining her. But as tempting as it is to let her in, I know she will merely find all my failures. So I simply reply that a satisfied heat is a full heart, leaving no room to host her. Then I turn to the Lord, only to feel him quiet me with his presence.
"This is how we know that we belong to the truth and how we set our hearts at rest in his presence: If our hearts condemn us, we know that God is greater than our hearts, and he knows everything."
-1 John 3:19-20
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