I struggle hard core with failure. Ever since my mom left when I was seven I have been terrified of failing and not pleasing people, scared of rejection. I don't want to give anyone a reason to dislike me or the things I do. I have walked on egg shells my entire life, always pleasing and trying to prevent fights or disappointments.
The truth is, I'm not perfect. I mess up all the time.
My fault lies in how I handle that. What actually may be a minor failure, I make mountainous. I recently prayed to the Lord asking Him why "he let me" fail so bad, there must be a reason for it, right? I then realized that Satan was the one tugging at me the entire day, replaying things in my mind, trying to make me feel embarrassed, insecure, and inadequate because I messed up on a project for the LORD. The truth is, God delights in me ALL THE TIME- in my faults, failures, successes, good times, bad times, and so on. Maybe the big screw up did happen for a reason, I don't know. I think through time I will grow thicker skin. I think He may be teaching me that imperfection is ok. As long as I'm continuously seeking Him, that's all that matters. For now, I'm just trying to get my mind off the past, and focus on His plan.
"The LORD directs the steps of the Godly. He delights in every detail of their lives."
-Psalm 37:23 NLT