being (the most) beautiful
(the most) entertaining
(the most) intelligent
the fittest the richest the thinnest the most popular
– but always The Most –
doesn’t make you happy;
it makes you miserable – and grumpy, to boot.
That’s the problem with success – it’s usually a competition. “Good” doesn’t cut it – you need to be Best. Which for 99.9999 per cent of us, is just not possible. Whatever Nike tells us and however hard we try.
Life is full of challenges. And we have to fail at some of these. But with failure comes freedom. It teaches us really important things about life; and about ourselves.
Things like this…
1. I am not God. But
2. there is a God and He comes for failures like me. Which is great because
3.when I have the freedom to fail, I have the guts to aim bigger. Instead of being driven by fear and self-protection, I can start to actually live. Instead of hiding behind my performance, or despairing about my failures, I can afford to think about others and try things from their point of view. This frees me to take risks. Risks like
4. showing other people the (scary) grace that God has shown me. Grace that reaches out, not just to my friends, but the people who hurt me and let me down. Failures…
just like me.
Funnily enough, the more you practice failing, the better equipped you are to deal with it.
And the more that “failure”, starts to look like success.
But God said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
2 Cor 12:9