I find myself making mistakes constantly. Human. So, so, so totally human. After a week with a few mistakes that bothered me more than most, I had to consider:
“Is this eternally significant? Is this going to affect the long term?”
I could, thankfully, look at the events of the week and realize what was bothering me so much was not going to affect eternity – not mine, my children’s… no one’s. It was just plain foolishness, but it would pass. Live, learn, be thankful for God’s grace, move on.
Why is this so hard? Why can’t I, human momma, accept forgiveness, and stop dwelling on my sins?
I cannot create a perfect childhood for my children. I can, though, choose wisely on the things we spend our time on, work towards displaying a good and right attitude, let the little things go in exchange for those that have a long term affect on my children. I sin. I make mistakes. I require forgiveness, time and again, from my family, my God, my friends.
But I’m not big enough. Not big enough to change God’s plans. He’s not going to come to a point where I’ve stumped Him, where He doesn’t know what to do to fix what I’ve messed up. What comfort. It’s just not about me. He can use my mistakes for His glory. Even when I can’t see how.
More Christ. Less me. That’s eternally significant.