We're All Messy Here

We keep talking about "Perfect people" 

We keep wishing we were one of them 

We talk about how great their lives are

Well I'm here to tell you I found a place

Where we all belong. 

I found a home 

For all of us messy people 

It's called Planet Earth 

There's nothing new about it 

We're all messy here 

So that wasn't my poetic poem, but I felt like it was a good opener. 

I rarely feel like the only messy person, but I do view some people as "perfect." Now I use perfect in a loose term, but that's still how my brain feels about them. I have this idea that there are people out there who have some kind of magical life. Silly? Yes, I know. 

This week I was faced with just how messy I am. I have ignored some important things. I've been easily annoyed. I've let myself get frustrated. I've gotten jealous of silly things. 

I took a walk I was SO frustrated with everything, and I just asked God why I am such a messy person. And I heard a gentle whisper of "Everyone else is messy too, Mikayla. And all that messiness is to draw you closer to me." 

Well, that put some things into perspective. 

We're all messy here, and instead of getting mad at ourselves for being messy, we need to give it to God. I have found such peace and joy these past few days by just remembering that God didn't expect me to handle this by myself. Messiness is just another to make me realize how much I need Him.

What's something you've been learning lately?