Hubby and I were watching this show unfold before we left for Paris and were heartbroken that we missed the last episode. When we arrived home, one of the first things I did was check the BBC website to see who had won the competition. And I was delighted with the results! And now I'm oh-so-thankful for youtube, where I can relive his spine-tingling performances again and again. You know that scripture that says "But God has chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty" (1 Cor 1:27)? Yeah, Paul Potts definitely fits that category. An underdog is always worth pulling for.
Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Surely You've Heard About This By Now...
...but if you haven't, check out this video of Paul Potts, the winner of Britain's Got Talent. His is an amazing story of an undisovered gift, and as one of the judges described as a frog who is truly a prince! I love how he described his reality versus his dream, "By day I'm a mobile phone sales person, but my dream is to spend my life doing what I feel as if I was born to do."
Hubby and I were watching this show unfold before we left for Paris and were heartbroken that we missed the last episode. When we arrived home, one of the first things I did was check the BBC website to see who had won the competition. And I was delighted with the results! And now I'm oh-so-thankful for youtube, where I can relive his spine-tingling performances again and again. You know that scripture that says "But God has chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty" (1 Cor 1:27)? Yeah, Paul Potts definitely fits that category. An underdog is always worth pulling for.
Hubby and I were watching this show unfold before we left for Paris and were heartbroken that we missed the last episode. When we arrived home, one of the first things I did was check the BBC website to see who had won the competition. And I was delighted with the results! And now I'm oh-so-thankful for youtube, where I can relive his spine-tingling performances again and again. You know that scripture that says "But God has chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God has chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty" (1 Cor 1:27)? Yeah, Paul Potts definitely fits that category. An underdog is always worth pulling for.
Saturday, April 8, 2006
A Favorite Quote
Here's a favorite quote by Jill Churchill:
"The most important thing she learned was that there is no way to be a perfect mother, but a million ways to be a good one."
Soon after I became a first-time mother to a colicky baby, I realized that there are no perfect mothers. Of course I tried everything I knew, asked every mother I knew, and removed lactose, caffeine and refined sugars from my diet, to no avail. That baby would not stop crying!
I once talked to a friend whose child was grown who lamented over all of the hotdogs her son ate as a child. "Who knew," she worried, "that hot dogs could cause brain cancer!?" Why is it that we as mothers blame ourselves for every problem our children experience or shortcoming they exhibit? I'm certain, for example, that they learned that ugly character trait from me, that their shyness reminds me of myself as a young child, and that the older ladies at church must think we never use "please" or "thank you" at our house.
That's why I love this quote by Jill Churchill. I read it a year or so ago, while looking for a great quote for a lovely page in my scrapbook. I am learning to embrace it. In fact, I recently added it to my scrapbook, along with some journaling about all the fears that I have for my children about their not having the perfect mother.
Who is she anyway? I've realized that for myself, she's a composite of my own mother and grandmother, Betty Crocker, June Cleaver, and the Proverbs 31 woman all rolled into one unattainable ideal. What I know is that while I'm not perfect, God made my children for this mom, This broken, self-centered, imperfect, blessed-beyond-belief, mom. God blessed me with children to change me.
Sara Groves has a song I resonate with regarding these imperfections. It's on her CD Station Wagon. The lyrics read:
"Baby, I'm afraid you're a lot like me
You can't help feeling everything.
I can see you trying to hold it in
I see your eyes and your trembling chin.
And for you and myself I will pray
Let our weakness become our strength.
Baby there are some holes you just can't fill
You try and try but you never will
Baby I believe a God who can
He loves the boy and He'll love the man.
And for you and myself I will pray
That our weakness becomes our strength."
I love these lyrics because they are rest for my weary, perfectionistic, mother-soul. They provide a way out. A way to a life-changing Savior who turns our weakness into strengths. A way to pray for myself and for my children. A realization that I need not blame myself for every weakness they exhibit. A small feeling of community with another mother living with the same feelings of responsibility that I have.
"The most important thing she learned was that there is no way to be a perfect mother, but a million ways to be a good one."
Soon after I became a first-time mother to a colicky baby, I realized that there are no perfect mothers. Of course I tried everything I knew, asked every mother I knew, and removed lactose, caffeine and refined sugars from my diet, to no avail. That baby would not stop crying!
I once talked to a friend whose child was grown who lamented over all of the hotdogs her son ate as a child. "Who knew," she worried, "that hot dogs could cause brain cancer!?" Why is it that we as mothers blame ourselves for every problem our children experience or shortcoming they exhibit? I'm certain, for example, that they learned that ugly character trait from me, that their shyness reminds me of myself as a young child, and that the older ladies at church must think we never use "please" or "thank you" at our house.
That's why I love this quote by Jill Churchill. I read it a year or so ago, while looking for a great quote for a lovely page in my scrapbook. I am learning to embrace it. In fact, I recently added it to my scrapbook, along with some journaling about all the fears that I have for my children about their not having the perfect mother.
Who is she anyway? I've realized that for myself, she's a composite of my own mother and grandmother, Betty Crocker, June Cleaver, and the Proverbs 31 woman all rolled into one unattainable ideal. What I know is that while I'm not perfect, God made my children for this mom, This broken, self-centered, imperfect, blessed-beyond-belief, mom. God blessed me with children to change me.
Sara Groves has a song I resonate with regarding these imperfections. It's on her CD Station Wagon. The lyrics read:
"Baby, I'm afraid you're a lot like me
You can't help feeling everything.
I can see you trying to hold it in
I see your eyes and your trembling chin.
And for you and myself I will pray
Let our weakness become our strength.
Baby there are some holes you just can't fill
You try and try but you never will
Baby I believe a God who can
He loves the boy and He'll love the man.
And for you and myself I will pray
That our weakness becomes our strength."
I love these lyrics because they are rest for my weary, perfectionistic, mother-soul. They provide a way out. A way to a life-changing Savior who turns our weakness into strengths. A way to pray for myself and for my children. A realization that I need not blame myself for every weakness they exhibit. A small feeling of community with another mother living with the same feelings of responsibility that I have.
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