Always Do Your Best. Your best is going to change from moment to moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse and regret.
Don Miguel Ruiz
The Four Agreements
So I was in the kitchen washing dishes yesterday, when, for reasons unknown to me now, I started to think of a time years ago when I made mistakes as a mother, and it left me feeling sad.
How could I do that? I asked myself. Before long, I was in tears, still scrubbing away at plates.
At just that moment, I noticed some marks on the wall where the trash bins used to be kept. There were little flecks of debris that I’d never noticed, as this wall was behind a door we always kept open.
The garbage can was gone from that spot. All that was left was the residue.
Just as the things I was beating myself up about were well in the past, and all that was left was the regret.
It isn’t here anymore, I said to myself, wiping down the wall. It’s been removed.
Odd as it may seem, I felt that God was speaking to me through the grungy grime!
The things we can’t forgive ourselves for are echoes from a bygone era. If we’ve truly changed our ways and have brought it to God in prayer, the only thing left to do is release it. Not forgiving yourself is like saying God doesn’t know best. If he’s forgiven you, there’s nothing left to forgive. It doesn’t exist anymore.
When I was done with the dishes, I realized that I felt lighter, as if a burden had been lifted. As I cleaned in the kitchen, my conscience had cleared. I did my best at the time, I reminded myself, and I’ve learned to do better over the years.
Well. Laundry is next on my to-do list. I wonder what life-lesson I’ll learn from fluffing and folding?
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August 15, 2016 at 4:41 am
calensariel
Funny how we so often learn lessons while doing mindless things like dishes. Must be like studying while listening to music. And sometimes I wonder if our not forgiving ourselves is because a) we want to feel we have some control so we’re going to hold on to that guilt come what may, or b) because we are actually addicted to feeling like a worm. I honestly do believe there are personality types who can pick up that addiction from religion. I’ve often wondered if I’m one of them… I love it when God shows us those little lessons in the middle of such mundane things. We don’t have to be all emotionally stirred up for God to get our attention. Sometimes I think those lessons are the best. (I’m blabbering on tonight… Sorry… rolls eyes)
August 15, 2016 at 1:01 pm
rhcwilliams
You’re making some good points there, Lady Calen. For me, it could be a combination of both of those things you mentioned: I do have some control issues in that area and I probably am used to feeling guilty about mistakes. What amazes me is that it popped up out of nowhere. What amazes me even more is that God showed up instantly with a real-life metaphor, right there in the grime.
Please feel free to ramble on in my direction any time you’d like! Always a pleasure.
Blessings, dear heart! Ruth
August 15, 2016 at 3:14 pm
calensariel
😀