Your Best Doesn’t Have to Be Perfect

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My Daily Musings-August 16th, 2026

“Remember that you’re doing your best and your best doesn’t have to be perfect.”

This quote really resonated with me for a few reasons. I am pretty hard on myself, especially when it comes to my chronic health issues. I sometimes beat myself up inside because my body doesn’t let me do the things I want to do. Then I get discouraged. I have been working on being more kind to myself and not letting those symptoms or discouraging thoughts control my life. But it’s still hard some days.

I guess I still expect myself to be perfect sometimes, and that’s just not realistic. I need to remind myself that I am human and I make mistakes. I also need to remind myself how loved I am by others, especially by my Heavenly Father. He never expects us to be perfect in this life because He knows we won’t be. So we shouldn’t expect perfection in ourselves or in other people. We just need to give ourselves and others more grace to learn and grow instead of expecting perfection.

Do you ever find yourself expecting perfection from yourself, even when you know that perfection isn’t realistic? What helps you show yourself grace when you feel like you’re not doing enough?

Just As I Am Is Enough

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My Daily Musings-March 27th, 2026

Today I’m thinking about how much we chase perfection.

Perfect hair.
Perfect makeup.
The “put together” version of ourselves we feel safe showing to the world.

But lately, I’ve felt gentle nudges from my Heavenly Father to step outside of that.

Recording my podcast interview back in January was far outside my comfort zone—especially knowing it would be on video. And then just yesterday, I felt another nudge to do something even simpler, but somehow just as hard: show up as I really am. No makeup, hair in a ponytail, a little tired… and still share a message.

And I did.

Not because I felt confident—but because I felt prompted.

As I’ve gotten older, I’m starting to understand something more clearly:
we were never asked to be perfect before we show up.

Our Heavenly Father already knows us completely—and He loves us exactly as we are. Not the polished version. Not the filtered version. The real one.

So maybe there’s space for us to offer that same grace to ourselves.

What if we let ourselves be seen, even on the days we don’t feel our best?
What if sharing our light has less to do with how we look—and more to do with simply being willing?

Maybe “just as I am” is more than enough.