Literally, this is a post about not keeping up with this thing after creating it almost 2 years ago. But to go a little deeper, don’t we all start so many things that we don’t finish? For example, most people set out to lose weight, start off really well, and then end up right where they were when they started - no weight lost (and maybe even more gained, I’m so guilty of this).
This is what I’ve done with this Tumblr. This is what I’ve done at weight lost, friendships, romantic relationships, my talents, commitments, and mostly myself. I have failed. So drastically.
But…a breath of fresh air comes my way when realizing that it’s okay. Failure is okay. Failure can be welcomed. Perfection cannot be achieved by me. It just can’t. And IT’S OKAY.
It’s okay because I believe that someone came to be perfect for me, and can take all of those failures and make them beautifully perfect. I believe that a creator so loved me that he gave his only son to die for me so that my failures won’t define me, but his love will.
Does this mean that I should strive for mediocrity in everything I do? No. It means that if mediocrity is what I achieve at something, it was because it was my best effort. God will still love me just the same. My failures only make it a better story (;
So now after being a little dramatic but nonetheless chasing the deeper end, here is me trying this thing again. Tumblr, hope it works out this time!