The longer I’m self-employed, the more I realize I can’t do anything without God. In fact, I can’t live without him. He is my hope; he is my confidence. Because of him, I can rest instead of worry.
One of my favorite musicians is a perfectionist. I know this because, in my sporadic attempts to be a dedicated fan, I spent some time reading this musician’s comments about one of his albums. He described himself as a perfectionist musician, then stated his work was never finished, only abandoned.