Showing posts with label mess. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mess. Show all posts

keep on keeping on

Yesterday was a little rough.  

It started out with major communication irritations, peaked in a nostalgic-sentimental mood and then plummeted into a furious funk.  I still don't really understand how I went from one extreme to the other, but it happened nonetheless.  Gratefully, I didn't say or do anything yesterday that I regret today. 

As I wrote complaints from the cloud of fury into my journal last night, the negative energy was overwhelming so I wrote out a simple prayer and asked God to "meet me right now... to raise me up to him... to save me from my mess... from myself...to help me stop hating the things I cannot change about this life... to give me strength and courage to change the things I can..."  I also told him that I am "desperate for you to answer because I am on the last fiber of the thread that was once a rope."  I ended with two thoughts of gratitude (in direct opposition to the pervasive funk!), put my pen down and shut my journal.  

This morning... not too long ago, actually, I heard encouraging words in my heart, soul and spirit.  Words that are just too good to keep to myself.  So in case you need a reminder (like I did...), here goes:

"We are building something here that does not depend on how you feel at any given moment.  It is not about your lifetime; it's about your legacy."

I am holding onto this nugget of truth today and I hope you will grasp hold of it too.  We are part of something much greater than we can see, fathom or completely comprehend.  Let's encourage and remind each other (especially on the rough days!) that we are cultivating a legacy so it IS worth it to keep going.  


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Mistakes

"Mistakes are a part of life.  It is response to the error that counts."  -Nikki Giovanni


If I'm really honest, I don't want to make any mistakes. 
Don't get me wrong, I know that I do and will make mistakes.  
I just have to resist the temptation to PRETEND like I didn't or don't.  


Does anyone like to admit when they've made a mistake?  I don't think so.  Even when people are supposedly owning their mistake, the unsavory aroma of blame and justification are present, which tends to negates the whole admitting-that-you-made-a-mistake thing, right? 


Today I am thinking why do we justify our mess?  We know it's mess...
But because it's OUR mess, we protect it...  




Today, I am changing my mind about making mistakes.  I want to see them as a necessary part of life, embrace the lesson each mistake contains, respond to my error appropriately and move forward with love and grace.  


I no longer want to justify my mess.  


Mistakes (no matter how big or small) will happen and I will respond with a contrite heart.  How many lingering apologies are above our heads?  Apologies that we know we need to make, but for some ridiculous reason (PRIDE) we refuse.  Or has pride become such a habit that we never apologize to anyone for anything for any reason?  


Whenever I make mistakes (and I WILL), I want to own my mistake (without the yuckiness of blame or justification) and respond to my error responsibly, appropriately and as soon as I know I am wrong. 




Who's with me?




*tap tap* Is this thing on? 







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