What It Means To Be "Coming Up Short"...
Well, here goes.
Hello out there to all who may read this page. This is my first experiment in the "thinking out loud", diary-style narrative, and I'm not quite sure what I'll be getting here. So, all you rookie readers out there, hang in there with me... we'll see what kind of fruits may come out of my labors.
So, first things first....
What exactly does it mean to be "coming up short"? For myself, I find that frequently, in life, in relationships, at work, and especially when it comes to God, I ride through temporary lows, highs, and in-the-middles, and just when life is getting good, or I feel like I've got it figured out (even in the slightest), then comes the drop. The screw-up. The let-down. Where I realize that I am, indeed, human, so far from perfect and so susceptible to mistakes. It seems that in life, with friends, and with God, I am forever "coming up short."
Which is just fine with me- I'm coming to terms with it. Because it puts the pressure, and the spotlight, back on God, where it should have been all along. And He does not cave to peer pressure, poor judgement, or lack of wisdom as I do; he is infallible. And I don't know what I'd do without him for a Go-To Guy whenever I'm in need.
So, here's what I figure.
I'm alright with being an occasional screw-up. My life, on occasion, gets a bit colorful that way. I'm always "learning the hard way," the humiliating way. And it's worth every painful moment of it because God teaches me so much that way. I mean, I have to believe him when he tells me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness"- it's the only way my blundering existence has a purpose.
So, in this space, each week, each day, or whenever the keyboard, the internet, and the thoughts are all flowing my direction, I will pour out, bit by bit, what God has been showing me through my latest misadventures. This may include stories, thoughts, song or book quotes, or scripture.
One thing I hope to give is honesty- I'm not really about the false front, or trying to be cool, or painting life anything other than TrueTone. I hope this can be a forum for thought, intellectual and spritual, and that you would be challenged, and stretched, to see the world a little bit differently each day.
Anyways, here goes nothing...
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