Unmerciful Critic

Mercy is something I offer everyone. I have given the ones I love the benefit of the doubt, justification for their actions, a second, third or forth chance and if all else fails they can always just blame it on the fact it’s been one of those days. Everyone that is except for myself. When it comes to my heart I seem to offer no mercy. I expect my friends and family to make mistakes and have character flaws. But I don’t allow myself to play by the same set of rules. I am my own worst unmerciful critic.

I was reminded the other day why we are here; it is not to be the best, the strongest, the fastest, the funniest or the one with the least amount of struggles. It is simply about the journey. About the everyday events that occur in which we are tested and rocked, pulled and challenged. It is about how we decided to respond, it is about the times we are able to choose integrity over easy, respect over judgement.

We will never be without challenges, or hardship. We will never find ourselves without a little dirt on our jeans or tangles in our hair. We are simply asked to be grateful for what we do have, satisfied with what we don’t, and fearless with what we want.

So I challenge you, just as I challenge myself every day. To show yourself mercy, open up your heart, and allow it to soften to your world. Sometimes it is much more important to view your life through a soft heart then it is through a sharp mind.