Thoughts
I watched the first handful of episodes of Marvelous Mrs. Maisel today, and her and her ex-husband are both caught up in that trap of
defining themselves and their identity against an unrealistic standard. He leaves because he identifies with a dream that is unrealistic (being a successful stand up comedian even though he doesn’t have talent) and she identifies herself as having an unconditionally loving and faithful husband, even though she doesn’t. And what I’m describing generally is pride, but more specifically I’m connecting it to a feeling I had the other day that I’m attempting to describe. I felt like I couldn’t imagine myself as anyone but someone who did a, b, and c, but I didn’t have enough hours in the day to do all three. (And I don’t even remember what the things were.)
“Be perfect [mature, complete], therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect [mature, complete].”
“test and approve what God’s will is”
“You are already clean because of the word I have spoken to you.”