Yay for me, internet high five.
Yet I'm still a mess. I realize that my messes are usually of my own construct, and that's what this blog is about. The messes of life that we all have.
Or maybe it’s just me.
I found out years ago that although I grew up in a Christian family, I didn’t really know what believing in God and knowing the story of Jesus’ life and death meant in real life. Does believing it mean that I have to always act holy? Because I’m not always holy. Do I have to stop swearing? Because I swear from time to time. Do I have to know the Bible by heart? Because I’m terrible at memorization. Do I have to self-flagellate every time I yell at my kids? What does that even mean?
I don’t have all the answers, but what I do know is that I'm a normal person with a short temper and a tendency to gossip and judge, complain too much, look down on myself, be unhelpful... and that's the short list.
I also believe that God loves me and sent Jesus here years and years ago to die for me, that even though I am human and display all these qualities that everyone says I shouldn’t display, God still cares enough about me to help me out when I stumble around every day, to help me get things right when I can’t possibly get them right on my own.
And I’m going to tell you about my mistakes and how God helps me through them, and teaches me over and over to get it right, dummy.
Thanks for reading!