I Hate Looking Stupid

I Hate Looking Stupid

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I HATE looking stupid. I hate when anyone observes me dropping the butter dish (upside-down) on the floor, not knowing the answer to a question, tripping over my own feet, forgetting someone’s name or birthday, dribbling coffee on my shirt, being ignorant about a current political issue, not knowing the address of a Bible verse, using the wrong word, leaving typos in a manuscript, losing a game of Ticket to Ride because I didn’t plan my routes well, realizing my six-year-old grandson knows more about my iPhone than I do, burning the carrots, being too distracted to get mascara on both eyes…you get the idea.

And I hate that I hate looking stupid.

Because why should it matter what others think of the bloopers, the wish-I-could-do-overs in my life?

If I’m not hurting anyone else, shouldn’t it really only matter what God thinks of me? Because isn’t the rest of it really just pride?

What does God think when I go to Walmart with coffee dribbles on my shirt or ask a six-year-old how to cast Netflix to the TV?

Does he shake his head in frustration, look away in embarrassment—with a sigh because one of his kids is making him look bad again? And again.

Or is it possible it doesn’t matter to him at all? Is it possible he smiles with compassion the way I do when my granddaughter measures the sugar wrong when we’re baking cookies or when my grandson can’t remember which bunny ear goes where when learning to tie his shoes?

Why in the world are we so hard on ourselves? Why do words like “stupid” come so quickly to mind when we flub?

I’m on a mission to stop using that word. A mission to offer grace and kindness to myself, which I can’t help but believe will also transform the way I look at other people’s goofs. I want to see myself and my brothers and sisters the way God sees us and stop the self-talk bludgeoning. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll learn to lighten up and see some humor in the crazy things we do because we’re  distracted or in a hurry or just plain human.

Will you join me in looking at some truths today and calling them to mind when you accidentally splatter catsup on a friend, forget where you left your keys, or break a glass because your hands are greasy from cleaning up the butter that landed upside-down on the floor?

He is the Creator and you are His creation. He breathed into your nostrils the breath of life. (Genesis 2:7)

He created you in His own image. (Genesis 1:27)

He knit you together in your mother’s womb. (Psalm 139:13)

You are fearfully and wonderfully made. (Psalm 139:14

You are more valuable than many sparrows (Matthew 10:31)

In his eyes you are a brand-new creation. (2 Corinthians 5:17)

He takes great delight in you. He rejoices over you with singing. (Zephaniah 3:17)

 

 

Becky Melby About Becky Melby

Wisconsin resident Becky Melby is the author of the Lost Sanctuary Series and a dozen other contemporary fiction titles. Married for 43 years, mother of four, grandmother to fifteen, Becky thrives on writing, reading, camping, rides on the back of a silver Gold Wing, and time with family. Connect with her at her website or Facebook.

Comments

  1. Jan glas says:

    Amen? Amen!

    Unfortunately, this should be (will be?) a daily read or reflection.

    Thank you, gracious God, for loving us so well! Thank you, Becky, for explaining so well what God tells us.

  2. What a great post, Becky! I’m sometimes quite a klutz, too, choking on air, tripping over nothing, falling UP steps … yes, feeling stupid and clumsy. Thank you for these reminders of being able to see ourselves as God sees us, and not as we think others see us.

  3. Ah, Becky, I can see you have endured days like some of mine! And you’re absolutely right. Let’s start looking at ourselves the way God sees us.

  4. Laurie Driesen says:

    Love this post, thank you for helping me to realize I’m not the only one who is hard on myself. I also feel encouraged to be easier on myself. I guess you hit the nail on the head. It really is just pride. We want to be great and perfect. Or maybe we want to be better thank others? Maybe we shouldn’t “want” that so badly! Anyway, you have got me thinking about this!

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