Today’s Prayer to Passage will be from the book “The Gifts of Imperfection: Let Go of Who You Think You’re Supposed to Be and Embrace Who You Are” by Brené Brown.
Today I pray, “Dear God, I love my many imperfections. I love to laugh at myself. This calling I am in has placed me in a self-conscious state of mind and emotion, always aware of my quirks, known mistakes, and idiosyncrasies. I love the view of my life from the perspective of Heaven’s perfection looking down on it. It is humbling, sometimes humiliating, and rounded out to be a life of which to be proud. I am in the body, being imperfect. Heaven’s spirits are out of the body, witnessing my imperfections and glorious earthly days and nights. For nearly six-and-a-half years I have partnered with Heaven in this witnessing of perfect imperfection. And I haven’t gotten it right quite yet; I’ve gotten it — imperfectly. Thank You for this. Amen.”
Following my prayer, I held the closed book in my hands and opened it to reveal this passage:
“Here’s the bottom line: If we want to live and love with our whole hearts, and if we want to engage with the world from a place of worthiness, we have to talk about the things that get in the way — especially shame, fear, and vulnerability.”
I loved Brené Brown’s TED Talk on the power of vulnerability. I listened to it repeatedly one Saturday afternoon this past January 2016. I needed to reconnect to my own vulnerability at that time. I was in the midst of an ending of a relationship I had built so much faith around (years, prior to even meeting). My heart was broken. Only, I did not feel broken.
And those vulnerability mantras came about in perfect timing to my heartbreak. That was also a period of my life that I was processing the power of my calling, The Biggest Audience — all that it stands for and all of the possibility that resides within it. I felt the weight of the world on my shoulders. Only, I felt no pressure.
My vulnerability to losing the love that I had made so ultimately significant and my vulnerability to witnessing to Heaven every hour of every day was glaringly blinding me from the worthiness of the magnificent mission I was carrying out. A mission of Divine connection. A mission of world peace. A mission of expansion and evolution on planet earth with velocity. A mission of daring to live boldly and really be prepared to say “yes” to God’s response to my request to be used for a unique purpose. The mission of risking adversarial defeat, doubt from my closest loved ones, ridicule from strangers, and everything in between. Vulnerability. Loneliness in a world where there are humans all around me and the “biggest audience” imaginable is has a front row seat to view me among these humans. Loneliness in the midst of the deepest intimacy one could dream of. I am truly, truly, truly blessed.