If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again! Inevitably, there will be times that you mess up. There will be times that you mean to reach out, mean to lend a hand, mean to UnBreak, but you fail. We are human, we fall short, and it is okay. Remember to have grace for yourself when you mess up, but also remember to keep trying.
About two months ago, a couple in our community group had a beautiful baby girl, and around went the Meal Train (if you are unfamiliar with Meal Train, it is an online sign up sheet for people to volunteer to take meals to someone in need). I logged on to Meal Train and signed up to take a meal on a Friday evening so Nick could go with me to take the meal and see the new baby. Apparently, I wasn’t paying very much attention when I signed up because I signed up to take my meal on Good Friday. A couple weeks before the designated meal night, I got a message from the new momma saying that they were so sorry, but they would be out of town for Good Friday, and could we possibly bring a meal another night. I immediately said, “Yes, of course,” but work happened and life happened, and I forgot to log back on and sign up for a different day. Honestly, I kind of just forgot all about it for weeks.
Fast forward to me starting a new Girls' Bible Study. The new momma I was supposed to take dinner to on Good Friday was on my email list of ladies interested in the bible study. I sent a reminder email out one day for group that evening, and she responded back saying she couldn’t make it that evening, but was planning on coming regularly after that. The second I saw her name pop up in my inbox my stomach sank, and at that moment I remembered that I had forgotten all about taking her family a meal. I felt a whole slew of emotions, but mostly I felt embarrassed for forgetting and just so, SO sorry I had messed up. Initially, the weak part of me thought, “just don’t say anything, and pretend it never happened,” but the Jesus in me knew I needed to address it. So, I sent her back an email saying how sorry I was for forgetting to take them a meal and that I would love to still do so if they needed/wanted it. I felt bad. Really bad. I really did want to cook for them, to serve them in that way, and I ABSOLUTELY wanted to meet their beautiful baby. Luckily, that new momma was SO beyond gracious and kind. In the end, Nick and I ended up going over to their house about a week later to have dinner and hangout. They made the meat and we brought the sides. It ended up all working out, and I am so glad I admitted my wrong and tried again.
There are always going to be times we miss the mark, but we can learn and grow, and we can be vulnerable with people, willing to own our shortcomings and try again. Relationships grow deeper and stronger when we are vulnerable enough with each other to admit that we are not perfect. It goes a long way to say you’re sorry, and it grows you personally to pick yourself up and try again. As we continue our quest to #UnBreakThePeople, let’s own our mistakes, and ALWAYS be willing to try again. Can you think of something you missed the mark on recently? Work this week to make that wrong right and to try again. For you, this could be something you actually did flat out wrong, or it could just be something like you chickened out on inviting someone over for a meal this week. Whatever it is, use those 20 seconds of insane courage to make it right. THIS WEEK!