For the longest time I couldn’t understand the difference between Assets and Expenses. Or any accounting concept for that matter.
But I had the most patient Accounting tutor in the world who would gently give me an explanation, even if every week I asked him the same question. Granted, his patience didn’t stop me from feeling like an idiot but eventually I understood and got an A in my test.
If a child keeps making the exact same mistake in a math problem even after correction, as a parent or teacher you immediately assume 2 things:
1) That child just don’t listen
2) That child be stupid
I think the truth is this; the child doesn’t understand.
Making mistakes is arguably one of my better talents.
Getting things right is a constant uphill battle.
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I have made the same mistakes twice. It’s true. I didn’t get shy after the first bite.
But here’s what I don’t get, people get irritated with me for repeating mistakes. I lol at them. Why?
“Oh mai bitter-gourd, you fool! I already told you the fire burns, the heck is wrong witchoo, stickin’ yo’ hand on the stove?”
I repeat the mistakes not because I’m stupid or stubborn or weak or retarded.
I repeat them because I have no convictions. Yet.
And that’s the naked truth of every person who falls into the same temptation. That the full consequences of their actions aren’t fully realized or understood.
But I can tell you that self-loathing condemnation and regret isn’t worth a damn. It’ll rob your sleep for a while but that’s as far as it goes.
True repentance is when your body, soul, spirit and mind are all in tandem.
I have only learned from my mistakes when I have fully understood the weight of the consequences of those repeated mistakes.
And in those hours of guilt, I cry out against the condemnation of those who don’t know how to help me.
But there is therefore now NO MORE condemnation for those who are in Christ.
Though a righteous man falls 7 times, he WILL get up.
I don’t think I’m righteous so I’m guessing I’ll be getting up about 40 times more than that.
I will fall. I will fail. I will disappoint. But even more than the hopelessness of knowing my life will never be mistake-free, is the hope that He has a plan, a hope and a future for every single one of those mistakes.
Have this assurance; know that in ALL things God works for the GOOD of those who love Him. Hold on to this assurance for dear life.
Surely it was for my benefit that I suffered such anguish,
In your love You kept me from the pit of destruction;
You have put ALL my sins behind Your back.
Jesus is not that person that undervalues me because I make a lot of mistakes frequently. Or because I don’t meet a certain standard.
He isn’t that one that gives up on moulding because I haven’t gotten it all figured out. Yet.
He holds every part of me, the good, the bad, the ugly; the real me.
There is no mistake quota with God.
But the key, I’m starting to see, is to move on. Repent, accept the consequences, choose to learn from them. But move on. And for the love of God don’t look back.
The ultimate bullet through satan’s deception and attempts at robbing us from the Father’s hands is this, that God’s grace covers a multitude of sins.
That being said. I have truly repented. The weight has been realized. I shall bear the consequences.
Thinking of: Demi Lovato’s Heart Attack, Neil Sedaka’s Breaking Up is Hard To Do, Philip Philips Gone, Gone, Gone and G.I.JOE!!!!!