I love many things...
I love Garth (duh). I love my 5 children (double duh). I love to play the piano. I love to bike. I love to go to the movies (and after free popcorn was offered from Regal this summer...I love that too and unfortunately am now addicted). I love to shop for a bargain. I love to decorate my house. I love clothes. I love to travel. I love reading. I love my big family. I love helping others.
The list could go on and on...
To be honest, I used to have the belief, if I wasn't "the best" at one specific thing, I was lacking some how. If I wasn't the fastest runner (my brother), the smartest (my other brother), the funniest (and yet another brother), the best pianist/singer (sister)...and so on with pretty much "everything" or "anyone" that happened to surround me throughout life than gosh O' golly I wasn't good enough.
It wasn't until my senior year in high school that I realized how wrong I had been...and how talented I actually was...at most things.
The difference was I wasn't actually the BEST at any one thing, I was Pretty Good at many things. And you know what? I LOVE THAT ABOUT ME.
I am a pretty fast runner, quite smart (math is another story), actually pretty funny (I laugh at my own jokes all of the time), can play the piano quite well (and teach even better...have I mentioned I play the organ too). I am pretty good looking, not shabby in the style department, enjoy a good alto part, can follow a recipe to a T...
Someone will always be smarter, prettier, faster, skinnier, more spiritual...but it is about daring to become more. The competition is NOT with your neighbor, it is with YOU.
So this year I double dare you to become more.