So, I'm definitely looking forward to the rest of the weekend. It's been a long 3 or 4 days. I have a cold/sinus thing.
You know, we as Americans are full of excuses.
Whenever we do something wrong, we always have a justification for it.
My current justification is sickness.
I've heard so many excuses from people who have let me down, and given so many excuses when I make mistakes, that any time I hear one, I think it's really lame. Nobody takes the blame for anything.
My real accusation is that it isn't even necessary to make excuses.
And this includes valid excuses.
"My sister died so I'm sorry I forgot about hanging out with you" does invoke a sense of pity and understanding. Not that this has happened to me, but if it happened to someone I would probably not be mad.
But at the same time, there's a sense that we could still do something to improve the situation.
If someone just admits a fault (Oh, my jolly stars!!!) it grants them a lot more dignity and respect. We have such a need to be understood and make our point known that by making an excuse, we are so busy arguing for ourselves and wanting to feel justified that we totally forget that we have hurt someone else.
Making excuses also kind of puts up a wall between us and other people.
I feel so compelled to hide behind my image and not admit my own weaknesses, but at the same time being unable to be weak in front of another makes me lonely.
It's so funny that we are so eager to admit that humans aren't perfect. You know, when you're in a deep conversation with someone, that's easy to say. But it is so rare that someone simply admits fault once they have actually done something wrong.
So, here's a promise to myself: next time I screw up, admit it and then do better.
How great a testament is it if a person can have a crappy day and still work at meeting someone else's needs. Honor your obligations even when it's hard and you'll never have to make excuses. That takes some serious Holy Spirit juice.
Edited slightly after taking a shower. I always think well in the shower.
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So, this is the blog of Brett. I used to write on my Myspace and I still use my Facebook all the time to tell people what's going on in my life, but I suppose true blogging isn't about what's happening in your life, it's about your reaction to it and what it inspires you to think. Not to say that this is my journal. It's where I drop my brain off at the end of the day.
1 comment:
I love you. Excuses and all. :) I know I have my fair share. Oh, and thank you for the flowers.
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