"Please forgive us of our shortcomings."
I have heard this petition spoken in prayer by many, many people in my lifetime and wondered what on earth they mean.
A shortcoming, eh? Um, can't you just set some goals, try harder, uh...do better the next day? Always seemed like a cop-out to me.
Until... this week.
I gave up.
I sat staring blankly off into space as I told my husband that I just don't care anymore.
What do you do when you give all that you have from morning til night and it is still not enough? What do you do when you have cut out so many non-essentials that there's virtually nothing left? What do you do when if you get up any earlier it will nearly be yesterday?
I found myself on my knees praying to be forgiven of my shortcomings. Yes, shortcomings. Right now I don't just need to try a little harder, or get up a little earlier. I simply need to just keep trying and my best is good enough.
What I heard on Sunday was exactly what I needed.
Jesus Christ is not the light at the end of the tunnel. He is the light IN the tunnel, and with me every step of the way lighting the path for me.
Often trials come when things seem to be going perfectly. When those trials are not the result of poor choices, we can know that it is a loving Heavenly Father who knows that we are ready to grow a little more and stretch a little further. Often times trials come in waves, layered on one after another and we must hold on. It is during these times that we become more of who we are supposed to become, and find out how much more we can really do.
I know now that our lives are meant to be full of shortcomings, but we are not left to do it alone.
"Our God will never us forsake."