tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628616877664827988.post3391701319589078503..comments2024-02-17T14:50:54.001-05:00Comments on Notes of an Anesthesioboist: If you don't like your D, don't go to C; or, The Gift of ImperfectionT.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09208990104460795917noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628616877664827988.post-47607506741420876402008-09-15T20:46:00.000-04:002008-09-15T20:46:00.000-04:00Ann, it sounds like you, Patty, and I are all expe...Ann, it sounds like you, Patty, and I are all experts at the beating-oneself-up thing! Ah, well...we'll just have to keep striving for that teleioi...T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09208990104460795917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628616877664827988.post-52564210573884128602008-09-15T18:58:00.000-04:002008-09-15T18:58:00.000-04:00teleioi That's the kind of balance I am trying for...<I>teleioi</I> That's the kind of balance I am trying for. I'm still working on not being so hard on myself. Husband said the other day, "Are you finished beating yourself up now?"<BR/><BR/>"I'll be thrilled if our kids grow up to be loving, kind, happy, hard-working people with good judgment and integrity."<BR/><BR/>I look at my kids, and I'm thrilled to think they're pretty close. Some of those things still need work, but are lots better than as teens.Ann of the Incredible Gifthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15386825471705879253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628616877664827988.post-49717012868341840132007-05-31T22:36:00.000-04:002007-05-31T22:36:00.000-04:00Thanks, patty! I'm lovin' your comments too. Nic...Thanks, patty! I'm lovin' your comments too. Nice to find some supportive, kindred spirits out there...<BR/><BR/>And I loved what you pointed out, about Jesus being perfectly balanced. I think it all comes from that knowledge & wisdom of what every human person is worth, and that "perfection," that is, "completeness"/"wholeness," described by that Greek word. In the end I think it's that wisdom, balance, wholeness, and connectedness that we hear when he says, "Peace I leave with you, my peace is my gift to you" - words to ponder and drink in!T.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09208990104460795917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5628616877664827988.post-84108714458636866152007-05-31T21:18:00.000-04:002007-05-31T21:18:00.000-04:00You wrote: For someone who's been a perfectionist ...You wrote: For someone who's been a perfectionist all her life, for whom patience has never been a virtue, whose psychological self-flagellating capacity rivals that of St. Augustine.<BR/><BR/>and I just had to grin. Do you know how "oboistic" that sounds? Or maybe you and I are just very much alike. A group I'm in called "Christian Realists" always accuses me of donning my hair shirt. ;-)<BR/><BR/>As to reeds ... they often ARE to blame! But yes, we learn to play well on bad reeds. We have no choice, since there are days we all find we have no decent reed but still have to play. Go figure.<BR/><BR/>As to Jesus ... yes, he did all those things, hugging the leper, not condemning the woman ... and so much more. And sometimes he also told people he was worth so much and it was okay to "waste" costly perfume on him. He was, in his human form, just so darn balanced. I used to say, "Well, it was easy for him ... he was/is God!" But after years of Bible study I realized that he gave up the "God part" while here in a sense ... if you know what I mean. He struggled. He had to fight sin. And still he remained perfect. That was humbling for this perfectionist sort of oboist. Sigh.<BR/><BR/>Hmmm. Maybe I'm not making sense. I can be that way, to be sure.<BR/><BR/>Oh ... and I'm just loving your blog! :-)Pattyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16172401944836258683noreply@blogger.com