The list is long of instances when I’ve been an idiot and made poor choices. From the mundane to the profound, I’ve made some doozies. Picture this, I’m driving down the road on the way to the office and I see a Texas Longhorn sticker on the back window of a guy’s truck. Being in Phoenix I don’t see a ton of these so I decided let him know “I’m a Longhorn fan too!”. I drive up next to him and proceed to give him the “hook’em horns” sign with my hand, but the guy is looking at me like I’m nuts. I’m thinking what’s the deal, show me some love! What I then realize is that instead of the “hook’em horns” sign, I was giving him the “I LOVE YOU” sign (Thumb, forefinger, pinky). As he drives on I feel again my actions confirm that I’m an idiot.
Here’s the deal, as I said before that story pales in comparison to some of the other things I’ve done in my life. When I look at the moments that I’ve fallen on my face and blow it there is always a wave of guilt and shame that rushes over me. It can be crippling and make me feel like I cannot move forward. Thankfully I’ve found God’s grace to enough to cover those mistakes I’ve made. Bottom Line: Your Failure Does Not Have to Define You.