Whether you turn to the right or to the left,

your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying,

“This is the way; walk in it.”

Isaiah 30:21

Sometimes we fall ...

I want to give you a glimpse into my life. 

For those who know me this story will not surprise.

For those who think you know me this story will help you know me better.

I was shopping for groceries earlier this week.

Just minding my business getting some produce on a steamy summer Monday morning.

Whilst reaching for some avocados my flip-flop got stuck under my shopping cart and I fell backwards onto my posterior while flinging my arms around wildly into a big stack of tomatillos in an attempt to catch myself.

I failed to catch myself.

And in a flurry of tomatillos I landed hard on my butt in the produce aisle.

I believe I even grunted in a lady-like manner as I landed.

To the unassuming guy stocking tomatoes, it must have appeared I fell out of thin air.

He looked over at me in amazement and I was so shocked that I just stared right back.

An elderly woman glanced at me for a couple seconds and said under her breath:

"Been there. Done that," and walked away.

So I did what you do when you make yourself fall down in public.

I got up.

Put the tomatillos back in their little messy pile and walked away.

A little bruised.

A lot humbled.

Gently reminded by God: Sometimes we fall.

 

The art of the shim ...

We recently sent an old bookshelf from our house to our daughter's new apartment.

It was an old bookshelf I bought used at a thrift store.

It is rich with history, dings, and uneven footing.

There was concern it might not even stay upright when placed on conrete floors.

My husband said, "Well, all it needs is a shim."

A shim is a small piece of wood that all carpenters know about ... because more often than not doors don't hang evenly, windows don't fit perfectly, something always needs a little shim; a little assist.

After he taught my daughter how to use the shim for the bookshelf, my wise husband said:

"You know, there is something beautiful in the shim. Nothing in life is perfect. If we are hoping for perfect, we will always be disappointed. Thus, the art of the shim. When something is wobbly or doesn't fit quite right, don't be distressed, just shim it."

He broke into a huge grin ...

We have been quoting "the art of the shim" for these last few weeks.

Nothing's perfect.

Just shim it.

Life's too short to be ruminate over imperfections.

Learn the art of the shim, friends ...

Service to others ...

"Service to others will help you become deaf to a voice inside of you that does not believe in happiness."

(Hafiz - Persian mystic, 1320-1389)

Forgive ...

#1 on my Top 10 List for Parents of Adult Children is ...

Forgive.

If there is one thing that can save family relationships,

hold marriages together,

heal old wounds

and protect new wounds from festering

it is the simple, yet costly act of forgiveness.

I love how Jesus puts it when his followers ask him how to pray.

He tells them to pray:

"Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors"

or

"Forgives us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us."

Tricky, Jesus .... tricky.

Do you see how he connects these two actions into one unified request?

We ask for the forgiveness of the Divine, our Creator, for all the ways we fall short, mess up, fail, wound, hurt.

And then ...

We turn right around and forgive all of those who fall short, mess up, fail, wound or hurt us.

Does this mean we allow abusive parents to still abuse us? Nope.

Does this mean we give our drug-addicted children drug money? Nope.

Does this mean we gloss over pain and heartache and mean words and broken promises? Nope.

There will always be hard conversations to have, truth to share and boundaries to set.

Always.

But, at the same time, we can also always forgive.

Always.

And we can start with the smallest of things - a word said in anger, a miscommunication, a forgotten birthday.

If we practice forgiveness in the small, we will be experts at it when it comes to the big.

If there is one thing I would leave all of us with as I bid a fond farewell to this little run of posts about parents and adult kids, it would be this:

Forgive each other in the same manner in which you have been forgiven by your heavenly Parent ...

If we can do that we may just spare ourselves and those we love from an abundance of unnecessary pain.

There is freedom and joy in forgiveness.

It is a gift you can give at any time; the greatest gift you can ever give to another human being.

And in the paradoxical way of the Kingdom of Jesus you will find that it is simultaneously the greatest gift you can give yourself.

Amen.