“I hold myself to a standard of grace, not perfection.”–Emily Ley
I recently drove my mother to a medical facility in Atlanta for her monthly infusion. I had a couple of hours to kill while she was inside so I got my guitar out of the van and found a vacant foyer with good acoustics to sing and play in. I was playing in the corner by the window when an older lady came in and sat down. She heard the music but thought it was being played over a speaker somewhere. It wasn’t until I hesitated on a chord and dropped the tempo a little bit that she realized it was live and looked around to find me.
My mistake did two things for her. First, it made her realize I was human. The music she was listening to wasn’t recorded in some advanced studio by a professional and then tweaked and tuned with affects and pitch correctors. This mistake validated to her that I was real. The second thing this mistake did was make her appreciate what she was hearing. Perfect, professional music plays from every speaker she typically hears, but she was in the presence of live music. She could meet me, she could speak with me, she could enjoy my ability.
There is an abundance of natural beauty in imperfection. We can be ashamed of it in our lives or we can use it to bring great glory to God. Our past and current mistakes can be turned into great assets for the song our Lord wants to sing through us.
Submitted by Zach Whitsel
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