Saturday, September 17, 2011
But this, too, is a lesson I have to learn. Life is dynamic. And I'm not perfect. I know--intellectually--that perfection is not the goal. The goal is to do it right more than I do it wrong. To get up more times than I fall down. To recognize that I'm human and be willing start fresh each morning.
What I KNOW and what I FEEL, however, are two different things! What I feel is - I BLEW IT! I GAVE INTO TEMPTATION! I FAILED! In the past these feelings would have thrown me back into a lifestyle of eating without any boundaries, because obviously boundaries don't work for me since I crossed one I had given myself. And I was at my own house, for Pete's sake! I had control of my own environment! And I still chose to consume more than I knew I should.
I need to redefine something here. I need to recognize that life isn't black and white--ALL OR NOTHING. I need to be okay with doing well with my lifestyle change MOST of the time. And I need to be able to forgive myself for little slips and be willing to start fresh each and every morning. That's certainly more productive than saying to myself, "Well, I obviously can't stick to this so why even try?"
You know, my title for this post is all wrong. There is One who is Perfect. One who loves me with His Perfect Love. He forgives me when I mess up, and if it is perfection to forgive, then forgiving myself seems like a move in the right direction. To not forgive myself would be like saying He is wrong...and since He is perfect that just doesn't make any sense.
His mercies are new each morning, and this is the morning, my friends.