Realizing that I am not perfect, and that I don’t have to be


I am not perfect.  I am not even close to being perfect.  I am perfectly fine with this fact, but I haven’t always felt this way.  I’ve always been inclined towards learning English and Social Studies in school.  I actually dread going to classes like Math.  I’ve just never had an aptitude towards it and learning the information sometimes feels like my teeth and being pulled from its root.  Needless to say, it’s not fun for me.

Keeping this in mind, I’ve always been envious of the people in my class who just understood Math.  They would sit next to me and just instantly absorb the information with such ease and cadence that I genuinely wondered if I was missing something.  I would watch as they did math problems so rhythmically that it almost looked like they were doing a dance.  It bewildered me.

This was until I became a Communications tutor at my college.  Communications has always been so intuitive to me.  When I was taking the introductory class I found it so silly that we were taught the necessary components of an introduction.  How could someone not know how to structure their words logically for a speech?  I was so wrong.  Students would come in who were so lost as to how to organize their speeches.  The funny part was that a lot of these students would comment that they were math minors and that their communications class was taking all of their spare time.  I found it so ironic because this class was the one class I genuinely enjoyed and easily did well in.  Giving speeches felt like a dance for me and it never seizes to make me happy.

It was then that I came to an amazing realization.  I am not perfect, and this is okay.  God made me the way I am for a reason.  I do not like math for a reason, and that’s okay.  It’s fine that I need to put more work into my math classes, because someone else puts more work into English.  It’s okay that I sometimes fail and don’t do as well as I would have hoped.  It’s okay for me to not be perfect.

We serve a God who forms us so perfectly, with his plan and purpose in mind from the start.  I believe its time we stopped hating ourselves and focusing on our weakness, and instead lean on God when we are in need.

2 Corinthians 12:9

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”  Therefor I will boast all the more gladly about my weakness, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.

Happy Black Friday!

Nina

(Apologies for not posting in so long, its been hard to get back to normalcy since Hurricane Sandy!)

 

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4 thoughts on “Realizing that I am not perfect, and that I don’t have to be

    1. That’s so amazing 🙂 I’m glad you’ve come to that place, its a hard place to reach! By the way I checked out some of your posts, I think we’re the same age! LOL Glad there are other younger Christian bloggers out there.

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