I admire (maybe even envy) people who aren’t afraid to fail. You know, those people who see personal setbacks as just another goal to conquer. People who don’t even consider defeat when they blow it.
I wish I was that kind of person. But honestly, I am not so crazy about failure.
Failure is painful. It’s embarrassing. And sometimes (many times) it makes me want to give up, mainly on myself.
God is teaching me a lot about failing. God is giving me a little push these days – to fail forward.
This week He’s been challenging me to determine in my heart and mind that I am a work in progress and move forward even when I have a setback. Reminding me that I am a woman who is becoming all He created her to be.
A woman who is growing.
A woman who is getting better and better each day.
A woman who is not perfect – but trying to perfect her surrender to God’s plans and power at work in her.
Failing forward…after I shoot harsh words across the room when my child announces that the only yogurt in the empty refrigerator has an old expiration date and there is nothing to eat now. (The large yogurt container on which I had blacked out the date with a permanent marker so his brother would eat the yogurt that had just been opened for the first time and was perfectly fine.)
Failing forward…after I criticize my husband and realize I have failed to honor my man – again. Instead I’ve added to an already stressful day for the husband and father who just brought home groceries.
Failing forward…after I don’t take the time to encourage, to sit, talk and listen to my always-giving-and- forgiving-mom who stopped by, because I was busy doing something.
Failing forward… after I tell God again that writing a book is too stinkin’ hard so I can’t do it because surely I don’t have what it takes.
Every time I fail to be the woman God calls me to be, or the woman I expect myself to be, God reminds me of the progress we’ve made. Because, even though I may not be who I want to be, I am not who I used to be!
And I get that much closer to who I am meant to be – every time I fail forward.