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SHE checks her list

I love me a good to-do-list. On paper. On my phone. Doesn’t matter, I like to see it written out. I realized a long time ago that the to-do-list in my head is a lot longer than the one I actually need to complete in real-life. My mental list can seem so cumbersome that I have easily convinced myself that I couldn’t get anything done, because I didn’t even know where to start. However by the time I started writing things usually isn’t as bad as I thought. But a list like the ones I like to make, don’t check themselves off the list. I have to actually complete it first. As a business woman, working woman, faith-filled woman, Netflix binger, daughter, sister, niece, and friend. It’s hard to determine which one to prioritize first. At times I’ve begun a little bit of everything, that I actually end up completing nothing at all. Maybe its society, personal pressure, or both that encourage the idea that I have to be everything for everybody/function, but doing 100% of things at 50% accuracy actually isn’t a success story at all. “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens:” ‭‭ -Ecclesiastes‬ ‭3:1‬- I’m grateful for the different hats that I’ve gotten to wear in my life, but they weren’t all meant to be worn at the same time. Now when I make my to-do-lists, I take time to prioritize the things that I need to complete now and in my current season. I want quality over quantity to be my brand for His glory. That doesn’t mean that my other hats get stuffed away in a box in the attic. They are kept in view, because eventually I’ll wear then too, and I want to wear them well.

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