Disfunction

I have been learning lately that life is really messy, but it is incredibly wonderful. There is something particularly comical about the disfunction that seems to be surrounding me. I work with high schoolers, I am on a team of 20something girls, I attend a Christian university, and I come from a family with many splits. The likelihood of something dysfunctional happening to me each day is extremely high. Every once in a while I have to take a step back and just laugh. I think life would be incredibly boring if it wasn't filled with moments of mistakes and failure.

I have also realized that it isn't just those around me that are dysfunctional, I am too! Today I will embrace the strange, quirky, someone irrational parts of who I am. If I failed to be compulsive about washing dishes and if I didn't go to the bathroom an upwards of 15 times a day, I would cease to be me. I am a person. I make mistakes, I cry, I get scared, I avoid eye contact so I don't have to talk to some people, I push snooze four times and still wake up earlier than necessary, I am lactose intolerant, I use special pens for writing in my journal, and I am okay with that. Today I will not think about who others want me to be; rather, I will just be me. I will have grace on my own shortcomings and realize that I must have grace on others. I don't want to live a perfect life anyway! That would be way too boring!