I so desperately wanted to be a perfect mom, and a perfect wife, and overall a perfect person. Many times I’d take a picture, realize there was a pile of clothes in the background and restage that moment… minus the imperfection. Did I ever inspect other people’s pictures for those things, heck no! I wanted to give a perception that I had my stuff together and there are days I feel like I do… but there are also days that I don’t. Those days are filled with all kinds of self shaming that is obviously done from the pits of hell.
See these bananas? One of my kids told me they weren’t good anymore. Those bruises meant they had gone bad and we should toss them. Oh hey kid, here’s a life lesson for you!
Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Romans 12:12
Why do I go to that verse in times I feel imperfect? Because sometimes all we need to do is remain joyful, patient and faithful. Our imperfections are there for a reason, those are not bruises on the bananas. That’s how we know when they are the sweetest. One of the best talks with a friend was when I let go of what she’d think of me. I threw all my imperfections and insecurities at her and she threw hers right back. We cried, laughed, felt better and closer.
The fruit that looks perfect is not ready yet.
So embrace those imperfections, they make you who you are and makes you sweeter to the soul.