I just read a beautiful inspirational book about looking and loving a person's imperfections. None of us are perfect. We have flaws and errors. The book emphasized that we need to embrace the flaws and allow people to share in our grief over those flaws. When walking on the beach, admire the beauty of the broken shell as well as the perfect shell.
This is very hard for me. I want to retreat into the imaginary perfect shell. I want to pretend that life is not as fragile as I know it. I want to believe that I can go out and smile and be a whole, perfect shell.
Instead I am reminded daily that I am a broken shell. I need to reach out to all of the shells for support. That is a real battering to my broken shell ego.
I recall the beauty of the Serenity Prayer.
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can;and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; Taking, as He did, this sinful worldas it is, not as I would have it; Trusting that He will make all things rightif I surrender to His Will;That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with HimForever in the next.Amen.