I am not perfect.
This is not a surprise to those who know me.
I am human, just like everyone else. I make mistakes. I cause pain. I refuse to recognise when I hurt others. I go on my merry way thinking that everything is fine, all the while I may be leaving a trail of destruction behind me.
One of the kids books that my son loves to read is The Saggy Baggy Elephant. It starts with a picture of destructive bliss.
A happy little elephant was dancing through the jungle. He thought he was dancing beautifully, one-two-three-kick. But whenever he went one-two-three, his big feet pounded so that they shook the whole jungle. And whenever he went kick, he kicked over a tree or a bush.
The little elephant dances along leaving wreckage behind him.
I wonder sometimes how often this happens in our lives, in our homes, in our communities, in our workplace. I wonder how many times we have gone merrily on our way, thinking that we were dancing beautifully, not realising the damage we were leaving behind us.
Then we notice somone else who is doing the same thing.
Someone who is doing their own dance through life and they leave much hurt and pain behind them. We want so much to change those people. We want to rush over to them and stop what they are doing.
But what happens when they will not stop? What happens when they do not see the damage they are doing?
We must bear with it, because we are leaving our own wake of destruction, as Thomas a Kempis reminds us in The Imitation of Christ.
If you cannot make yourself what you would wish to be, how can you bend others to your will? We want them to be perfect, yet we do not correct our own faults. We wish them to be severly corrected, yet we will not correct ourselves. Their great liberty displeases us, yet we would not be denied what we ask. We would have them bound by laws, yet we will allow ourselves to be restrained in nothing. Hense it is clear how seldome we think of others as we do of ourselves.
If I am not perfect, how can I expect others to be? If I am not patient, how can I expect others to be? If I am not kind, good, gentle, or self-controlled, how can I expect others to be?
If I am all of these things, I would be able to bear with the weaknesses of others, because I know how hard it is to overcome them.
Since I don’t, however, I wait and pray. Giving others and myself over to God to do with as he wishes.
When I become more aware of the damage I am leaving behind me, I am not as judgemental of the damage others are doing.