Do you find yourself getting frustrated with your mistakes, and struggling to change the things about yourself that you don’t like? In today’s post I share a Bible Journal page I created along with a story that illustrates my own struggles to change and accept myself, and the way in which God reached out to me with a gentle reminder that I am His work in progress.
How many times have you had a conversation with someone that goes something like this:
“You made a mistake. That’s okay, we all make mistakes. It’s a part of life. It’s how we learn and grow and become better people. The most important thing is that you learn from your mistakes.”
Or perhaps this:
“Yes you did something wrong, but we all do wrong things sometimes. There is nothing wrong with you. It doesn’t make you a bad person. It’s part of being human. The most important thing is that you learn from it. You ask for forgiveness, fix it if you can, and try not to do the same thing again.”
I’ve had these conversations with my children many, many times in last almost-20 years that I’ve been a parent.
And each time it’s given me a precious opportunity to re-affirm my love for and belief in my children.
I know they are going to make mistakes.
Lots of them.
I know that they are going to do things that they shouldn’t.
Yet that doesn’t change my love for them one bit.
I accept them for who they are, mistakes and all.
Besides, with each week, each month, each year that goes by, I see them trying.
They make the same mistakes less and less often.
Sure there are always new mistakes and misbehaviours that pop up, BUT……
I can see that they are learning, and growing, and changing.
And so, even though at times I many not be happy about what they’ve done, I do understand, I don’t hold it against them, and I most certainly don’t love them any less for it.
You know what else?
Even if I didn’t see them trying, learning, growing, and changing, I would still love them.
So why is it so hard to offer that same kind of understanding and love to myself, when I am the one that makes a mistake or messes up?
Even in our darkest seasons we are never alone. In this post I share the story of how God found me in one of the most difficult seasons of my life, and the way in which my faith and my art together have been helping me heal and move forward.
“For everything there is a season…..”
A truth that I’m sure most of us have heard at one time or another, yet one that is nevertheless hard – sometimes very hard – to embrace.
Especially when it feels as though the season of life you are currently in, is never-ending.
That is where I am right now, and where I’ve pretty much been for the last few years.
I’ve been calling it my “season of change,” because if there is one thing that has remained constant these last few years, it’s that my life has been constantly changing.
I’ve also been calling this my “season of endings,” because it seems as though most of the changes in my life have been endings in one way or another.
While I recognize that change is a part of life, and endings are a part of life, many of the changes & endings that I have been experiencing have been so profound, and in some cases so sudden, that they have left me feeling almost undone.