Something happened at the rink
January vs. August
I went back to our rink first Sunday the 31st I found my old self staring back I could see the look in her eyes telling me I'm sorry, I let you down Her face was plastered everywhere in the check-in line glowing on the rink's floor her neon punishment in plain sight Her lashes fluttered in regret, and I said you know I remember that January too eight wheels under fluorescent lights your brain catching no laps pride got stuck between your quad skates so you thought If perfection won't come in one try why even try your body language leaked hands brushing eyes drifting presence fading Still you had shown up 7 months ago and that was enough August was just different gravity pulled me from down under but this time around shame couldn't get inside the rink it just didn't have a neon green admission bracelet dynamic duos pride and perfection got crushed with eight bright pink wheels inline spinning 360 degrees laps you had shown up again 7 months later.
Heart Call:
Grace means you don’t have to punish your past self. And grace shows up when we let go of perfection and pride.
( 2 Corinthians 12:9 – My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. )
Where have you been holding your old self in shame
instead of speaking grace over them?
How can you frame your courage from January to August
with self-compassion?