There are many days I don’t feel like I’m enough. I’m not energized enough, not organized enough, not patient enough, not healthy enough, not good enough, and the list could go on…As I turned out of my driveway though, one morning I prayed a prayer that I never imagined praying. I asked God to help me be okay with not being perfect, and when I did my perception of being enough flew to the wayside as peace came down and rested over my soul.
On that particular morning in the hustle and bustle of getting everyone off to school and getting ready to teach a class (here I go confession time)…I somehow forgot to brush my teeth. Ewe I know…That morning I found myself not clean enough. With no time to turn around, I began to let myself feel less than because I had missed an essential task I do every morning, well every morning except this one…That was my usual response though, to beat myself up whenever I performed less than perfect or faltered at reaching my expectations. I can imagine, if I physically kicked myself in the behind every time I failed to live up to my own standards, for most of the day my legs would be swinging backwards…make that most of my life (that would be a sight!)
Thankfully, in the early hours of dawn that day, I found encouragement in the midst of my “failure”… As I looked to my left and caught a glimpse of the sun rising in the morning sky, I somehow accepted at that moment that I didn’t have to be perfect. Instead of drowning in the usual self-disapproval, I was able to find sweet relief. That morning I let go and made peace with my imperfections. For having it all together is really an unattainable standard anyway, at least while we are living in our sinful flesh and a broken world. And also, I realized that my idea of perfection is not necessarily God’s. I was only setting myself up for failure by trying to reach such an unachievable benchmark. That morning when I asked God to help me be okay with being imperfect, my soul found peace instead of hostility.
I had always believed that God accepted me, imperfections and all, and so I knew it was time for me to start accepting myself…imperfections and all. This doesn’t always come easy, but if I resolve to see myself as God sees me, and truly believe that this perception is all that matters I find peace in the midst of my not enough. Maybe you have your own list of “not enoughs”… If so, I invite you to unite with me in throwing away the self-judgement and criticism…Join me in enjoying life instead of trying to make it perfect…be kind to yourself…be all that you can be and let that be enough. I hope today you can rest your heart in His acceptance and have an unbelievably freeing day!