I think we’ve been getting better these days at being honest about the ugliness and selfishness and failures in our lives. We call it authenticity and we put a high value on it.
In the past we’ve been better at just showing our shiny side and talking a good game. So now we make a big deal about how much we fall short. And it’s really good that we know that we’re all in this screw up boat together.
I’m comfortable sharing my failures. There’s a lot of material there! But I think we also need to be honest about those tiny moments of grace and small wins. We need to say “Look! With God’s help we can do this!”
Wednesday I shared my recent experience driving by a homeless woman and the fears that went through my head as I did. I didn’t stop. I want to be honest about the many times I’ve let Jesus down.
But last winter there was a different Jesus on the corner. I was in Florida and it was early morning. I was riding my bike to Starbucks as the sun came up pink over the palms and the boats moored in the harbor.
