adequate.

Some days I feel like complete scum. I feel like I don’t measure up to the many bars that I sense are placed around me. I feel like I could always be better. I’m always failing at something in life. If it isn’t my grades, it’s practing piano. If it isn’t practicing piano, it’s being short-tempered. If it isn’t being short-tempered, it is not picking up my room. It’s just an overwhelming circle of demands that swallow me whole.

I think I am a fairly confident person. I think I have a good sense of who I am. But sometimes I just feel myself falling. Slipping off the path I thought I was superglued to. It can be so easy to focus on all our failures and short comings, that it becomes hard to realize all that shines within us. I get caught up in all the things that I’m not. All the things that I don’t know. All the things I’ve failed at. Everything I wish I was. No matter who you are, you’re going to think the grass is greener on the other side. You’ll think: if only I was that… Then, I’d be truly happy. We all believe that whisper inside of us. Telling us that just one more thing is all we need. We get swept into the desire to be perfect. It can be startling when we look at all that we aren’t.

However, I think God will chisel away at us. Mold us and move us to be who He wants us to be. He will never give us more than we can handle. He’ll help us through our short comings.

And with that knowledge, I take a step back and breathe. Realizing that I’m not superhuman. I’m not perfect. But what I am is a child of God. I am loved. I am unique. Although I may not be all that I wish I was, I am all that God wanted me to be.