Wednesday, May 28, 2014

So Maybe I'm Not the Best Role Model...

I love wine. That is all.

I had a fun and fabulous lunch with a fun and fabulous fellow PK (Pastor's Kid) over the weekend. (Side note: I need to start a PK Club.  We are truly a special bunch of special people). 

For three hours, over a bottle of wine, we laughed, we cried.  But mostly, we laughed—hysterically—much to the entertainment of other diners.  

What did we laugh about? Mostly this:

That we both tried so hard for many, many years to live up to being the Perfect Little Christian Girls we thought we should be.

Then we Let It Go. Maybe a bit too much, as PK’s often do. 

Now we’re back.  And we’re trying to figure it all out. 

I’m slightly concerned that some of my behavior may not be perceived as very Christian role model-y.

Because, you know...

I like to drink.
I’m divorced. 
I swear. 
I have a tattoo.

And the list goes on and on. 

I was telling my friend that lately, I’ve tried very hard to work on treating everyone with love and compassion.  

She agreed, but quickly added, “and Grace.  Don’t forget about Grace.” 

Grace- this soft, light, beautiful word- was a wonderful reminder to me.  

Now please don’t get me wrong: I don’t see Grace as a Free Pass to do whatever the heck I want.  

But the fact that it’s always there is such a relief.  And a gift. 

Because sometimes- just sometimes- I mess up.  

That's when I get to turn to God for his Grace.  Over and over and over.

I struggled with how to best end this post.  Because I struggle with what it means to be a fun, cool, normal Christian.  

Here's what I got:

I'm learning to be gentle on myself, because I'm doing the best I can.  

And that's enough.

Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. 2 Corinthians 12:8-9

1 comment:

  1. Wow! Great post I can't imagine the pressure of being a PK especially since I was a PITAK (pain in the ass kid) but coming from someone who literally watched you and your sisters grow up I know that you have all made your parents very proud. We all have and will continue to as you put it "mess up" it's what makes us who we are. No our mistakes don't define us but if we allow them to they do teach us valuable life lessons. Kalei from what I can see you have embraced those mess ups and learned greatly from them and now you are sharing all your experience with the world, and let me say this you are making a difference! Reading this post today well its only 9:00 am but it has made my day.