Day 31: Grace makes me enough

It's Friday.  I'm tired.

Feeling less accomplished than I'd like.
Working my way through uncertain transitions in life and in need of a little grace.

It's easy to talk about wading through uncertainty when it's far in the distance,  but close up it's a bit more mundane and difficult and unadventurous than it feels starting off.

It's like the part of the hike that isn't particularly hard or interesting.  Five miles through tall grass in the hot sun. Not the climb.  Not crossing a river. Just long and ordinary. It feels like,  "why did I even decide to do this?"

I'm disappointed with myself.
It feels a bit like I'm treading water.
I could be happy that I haven't gone backward but everything in me always pushes ahead and periods of less productivity feel like failure rather than a natural rhythm of life.

I wish I would have worked out more.
There's a long list of house project that are long over due.
I fall short of my expectations for myself.

And yet,  somehow I am enough.

I've often described grace as God filling the distance between who I am and who I was meant to be.  Sometimes that gap is smaller and sometimes it's larger,  but it's always there.  I could always be better.  But God comes and fills the gap and makes me enough.