In my head, I literally was just like, “…but who in the movie was Dr. Eams?” for a good 15 seconds. I swear I’m a college graduate.
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This is too sweet.
I wish I had someone to do this with. I’m having one of those off nights where I feel insecure. Maybe it’s all this change I am going through right now. It would be nice to have someone that understands me, cares for me, and can hold me. I’d feel safe.
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The length of the relationship.
I have one question for the world out there…
How do you measure the length of a relationship?
There is a person on my Facebook who, at the beginning of their relationship with their partner, would count each week, then month on Facebook.
“One weekaversary”
“Two weekaversary”
“Three weekaversary”
“One monthaversary”
So on and so forth.
Keeping track of these tiny anniversaries speaks volumes about how society understands the nature of relationships. It makes me wonder how much hope we place in relationships, as if we are wanting to reach some sort of time-related milestone verses more traditional, symbolic milestones such as engagement and marriage. It also makes me wonder how committed we are to relationships if we verbally express that “we made it one week!” Hmmm…
For me, being in a relationship is not measured in days, weeks and months as it progresses, but being in a relationship is measured in the depth of care and love for each other that is explored and experienced with each other. Relationships are marked not by any “time” milestones, but by the depth, the risk and the vulnerability you are willing to go with someone, which is marked by more traditional milestones such as engagements, and marriage ceremonies.
Anyone agree? Disagree? Other ideas? Inbox me or reply here!
When Jim Henson died, Disney artists Joe Lanzisero and Tim Kirk drew this tribute of Mickey Mouse consoling Kermit the Frog, which appeared in the Summer 1990 issue of WD Eye, Walt Disney Imagineering’s employee magazine.
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Here’s the craziest thing of all: when I stop trying to be enough and I am loved in my not-enoughness, that’s where I find the ability to love, give, have fun, and be a kind, generous, fit, self-controlled, patient, strong, sexy, educated, diligent, faithful, smart, good, beautiful, spiritual, and yeah, just enough woman. And I find more of that ability than I ever did while I thought all those things would make me enough!
Boundaries are about letting go of my desire to save the world, and instead joining with a God who has and is actively redeeming every situation and person. So I just get to be me. My identity is no longer consumed with being enough. And I don’t have to demand any other human be enough to mask my own not-enoughness. My old desires show up now and then, but I can recognize that urge to “be enough” for the lie that it is, and continue healing. I don’t have to be enough for you, my family, my friends, my job, my romance, my dreams, my city, or my God.
I just get to be me. Silly, ridiculous, free, friendly, small, diligent, strange, loving, fit, clever, average, learning, creative, sexy, confident, fantastic, intelligent, strong, lovable, smart, flawed, beautiful, not-enough me.
Because Jesus is enough. Because God’s love for the world is enough. Because God’s love for me is enough.
And that’s the most freeing limitation I’ve ever believed.
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