perfectionism is arrogance. Who am I to think I can get things exactly right? Why do I imagine the world will fall apart if I don’t? If I miss something when I teach others, will those who listen fail to grow? Of course not! Perfection isn’t really about helping others: it’s about making me feel better about myself. It’s about avoiding criticism. It’s about that wonderful (and fleeting) feeling of completeness when I get something right. God alone is perfect: not me.
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Once I’m in the middle of a project (or a decision, or a responsibility) it gets its teeth into me and it’s hard to stop. There’s always more I could do! I need to plan carefully before I start: what I want to do, how long I want to spend on it, how much time to give to each part. I’m realising that, at whatever point I stop, I could always have done some things better. I’m still learning (slowly), but each time I start something new, I work a little smarter.
