I’m really good at making mistakes. I spent too much money grocery shopping. I forgot the nuts I had specifically bought for the trip yesterday. I dropped, and thus lost, my boyfriend’s shirt. And the climax: I cut off my pinky tip using a vegetable slicer the wrong way, after taking off the warning label.
The Roman soldiers had all of their successful battles engraved on their helmets. When Paul talks about wearing the helmet of hope, he was in prison and saw those helmets every day. Wearing a helmet of hope, we remind ourselves of all the good things we have done. The helmet of hope helps us not focus on our mistakes.
The enemy wants us to focus on our mistakes. When we mess up, we lose our peace. Our plans got thrown off track, and we’re so focused on the map that we don’t look at our surroundings.
But it’s not about me. It’s about Yahweh, and His work. His plan is not depended on my ability or inability. I am able to do all things through Him who strengthens me, including typing with a heavily bandaged pinky finger. Yahweh is bigger than my ability to manage my money, or my ability to prepare food, or my ability to keep track of a T-shirt.
Thank you Yahweh that I spent too much on groceries. Thank you Yahweh that I forgot to bring my food on the trip. Thank you Yahweh that I lost my boyfriend’s shirt. Thank you Yahweh that I cut off my pinky tip.
I will not let my mistakes define me. I am a child and a royal priest of Yahweh. What I judge myself for, Yahweh may use to his esteem. I have no idea what the next hour holds, so who am I to say that He can’t work a miracle from my mistakes?
That’s one of the cool things about Yahweh. When I mess up, He doesn’t scold me, judge me, or hold it against me. Instead, He wraps me up in His love, gives me peace, and gives me healing. He loves me. He loves me. He loves me. He takes my mistakes and works good out of them.
For example, I felt He wanted me to pray for the owner of a used bookstore we stopped by at. I was too nervous to do at that moment, but leaving the store I knew I should have done it. But I didn’t dwell on it and just gave it to Yahweh. Later, after another errand, we ran into him leaving the store. I knew he had somewhere to go, but I asked anyway.The shop owner said no. My reaction?
Joyful! I was so happy that Yahweh had given me a second chance, even if the guy said no. It was an awesome reminder that it’s not about me. The man wasn’t rejecting me, so I had no reason to be upset. Yahweh gave me a command, and I followed through. With Yahweh, it’s not a matter of successful or unsuccessful. There’s only obedient and disobedient. That’s encouraging.
May Yahweh bless you and keep you
May Yahweh make His face to shine upon you
May Yahweh lift His face upon you and give you peace