I’m a dork; an idiot sometimes.
I go through seasons where I feel like I’m apologizing daily to someone about something stupid I said or did. Usually it’s something I said.
I’m there now; making a mess of things. It’s so humbling, isn’t it–to be reminded you’re not at all as together as you thought you were? Far from looking like Christ in all his selfless, holy splendor.
Once I’ve cleaned up the debris with an array of sincerely apologetic paper towels, I’m left humbled. I think this is where God likes me best.