Neither was the day before that. I’ve yet to live a perfect day.
I keep finding myself in what is called ‘today’–and so imperfection inevitably chases at the heels of every attempt to do things right.
I hate my imperfections–and if I had a wand to wave them away, I would–but, I am thankful for them.
I know it’s a weird thing for which to be thankful. Yet when you live in a constant state of never-quite-right, you discover the people who love you for who you really are…and not just for what you do. I am so thankful for those who laugh along with my randomness. I’m thankful for those who let joy fill up the spaces where my intensity has made a crack. For their patience with my mistakes, forgetfulness (Family, sorry I lost the Christmas names…again.), and clumsiness. I am thankful for those who remind me that grace is way of seeing past the moment of failure into the future of growth and restoration.
I’m grateful for those who love my less-than-best self.
Last night I heard an interview on Sunday Night Football with Tony Dungy about his relationship with Michael Vick. He was asked why he got involved with Vick in the midst of his criminal failures. Dungy replied, “It’s what I do. It’s who I am.” It really struck me that Dungy understands the impact of there being one person in your life who stands by you…no matter what. We all need that one person. We all need to become that one person!
Do you find that you discover who your real friends are by how they treat you in your messing-up mode? Have you stopped to tell them how thankful you are for their grace? Have you paused to give thanks that you have people in your life who love you because they see your best potential even when you’re stumbling all over yourself?