Somebody really, really hurt my feelings this week. They said a few critical things about me as a speaker. I found out Sunday evening right before I went to bed, and I let it get to me. I woke up all through the night feeling like I’d had a bad dream.
In the morning I felt like I never wanted to speak again. It continued throughout Monday. While I was talking to God about it, and trying to get His perspective, it dawned on me that criticism is like a bee sting and doubt is it’s poison.
When someone criticizes me as a mom, I doubt myself as a mom. When someone criticizes me as a friend, I doubt my ability to be a good friend. And when one person criticizes me as a speaker I begin to doubt my calling – or at least want to run from it.
I let the poison of doubt discourage me for 24 hours. Then I called a friend who oh so wisely told me: “Renee, you will never be perfect. And if you ever get to a point where you are, you will be in the wrong calling.”
Who made that rule? Why can’t I be perfect? It’s what I’ve been working towards for over 40 years now. Well, not really, but I do want everyone to like me. I want to be without flaw. I want to be protected from the sting of others’ disapproval.
God’s Timing is Perfect!
The same day my wise old-owl friend told me I’m not perfect, my sister-in-love sent me a photo of me singing “Nobody’s Perfect” in the Hannah Montana wig I gave my niece for Christmas. Aren’t we beautiful?
God’s timing is perfect and I love His sense of humor. Now I’ve been singing that song, and it’s helping. Hannah’s got a good point – nobody’s perfect.
And if you want the words to post on your refrigerator, here they are. I apologize in advance that you may be singing them in your head all day.