You know, the more I get to know people, the more I’m convinced we’re all a big mess.
And that’s a good realization for me. It gives me freedom to relax and to be myself.
You see, I once thought I was the only one.
I just knew everyone else had it all together and I was the odd man out. I was weird. I was different. I was beyond repair.
Do you ever feel that way?
The truth is, we really are all a big mess…every single one of us.
We all have baggage. We all have stories that we’d rather not have broadcast on the internet. We all have family situations that are less than storybook. We all have relationships that are strained. We all have mistakes that haunt our past.
Our messes may all look different, but we all have them.
I haven’t always understood that.
So, it was common for me to hide mine from others.
But let me tell you, I am a big mess. Mistake is my middle name. I put my foot in my mouth on a daily basis. I’m selfish. I’m judgmental. I’m impatient. I’m fearful. I’m…a mess.
You know, I’ve often tried to hide it from God, too. But I finally stopped because I let is sink in that He knows already. He knows who I really am…and who you really are…and He loves us anyway.
And it’s so. very. freeing.
I think what I’m trying to say is that realizing how much of a mess you really are is a total blessing.
It means we don’t have to hide or feel like we’re acting in a play instead of living an actual life. We can have real, honest relationships. We can be free from shame. We can know that we aren’t, in fact, beyond repair.
Most of all, we can see each other (and ourselves) through a different lens. We realize that we’re all the same. Grace starts to mean so much more in the way we accept it and the way we offer it to others.
So, be free today. Live in His grace. You don’t have to hide who you really are from Him…because He already knows.
He knows the sin I’d rather not tell.
I am the woman at the well.
He knows I want to choose the best path for me.
I am Jonah in the raging sea.
He knows I’m selfish and prone to run.
I am the prodigal son.
He knows I can hold everyone accountable but me.
I am a Pharisee.
He knows that I don’t always believe his promise.
I, I think, am doubting Thomas.
He knows the truth I can’t always see.
I am loved. I am forgiven. I am free.
You are loved. You are forgiven. You are free.
“So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.” – John 8:36