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Flawed
Hannah’s Story Continues
My flaws aren’t exactly news, because we all have them! Despite how hard we try, perfection is beyond our reach since we are not God.
Yes, I am a Sunday School teacher, but fortunately that doesn’t require perfection. If it did, no one would be able to share Jesus and our faith with the children who enter the classroom on Sundays eager to learn. Having the opportunity to share Jesus with these children makes me grateful.
Instead of hating myself for my flaws, I realize that my flaws are what make me unique, just as our strengths are what make us unique. We all have flaws, but we all have flaws that make us unique.
Now I have something that cannot be hidden. I’m paralyzed from the waist down, a flaw in some people’s eyes for sure and I have to admit that sometimes I feel that way too. However, I am often reminded that my limitations do not define me.
Of course, the children get curious, they sometimes ask hard questions, but they see me for who I am, a mixture of strength and flaws like everyone else. We could easily get trapped in our flaws and our limitations, but God wants so much more for us. Children often remind us of this much better than adults, which is why Jesus wants us to be like them. The truth is, sometimes as adults, we have a much harder time accepting ourselves as we are than children do. Jesus accepts me for who I am, and reminds me that not being able to walk does not mean that he does not love me.
Life isn’t always easy, but we weren’t promised it would be, and it’s certainly easier to live for Jesus than deal with a broken world without someone to guide us.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
June.14.2024
