Weakness

why do we let these moments define us?

to subtly affect how we see ourselves?

as if no one else messes up

and everyone is stronger than we

so if i peel back the layers

and reveal to you mine,

will you show me yours?

they may be vastly different

but see, they're both beautiful

pictures of mercy

images of grace

a doorway to open

forgiveness and love

it's never that easy

inside our minds

where humanity invades,

"but..."

the reality that waits

is the simplicity of this:

that we pick ourselves up,

dust ourselves off,
embrace the gift in our failure,
and allow room to change.

we all make our choices

in moments of need

in stupidity or greed,
but this reflection is not

the depths of our character

or ourselves viewed in truth

this failed commentary

is not who we are

if we've fallen in this

the responsibility is ours

to help one another stand

confident and tall

and hand~in~hand walk
in this unashamed grace

it's not an excuse

it's not who you are

but you name your mistake

as the weakness it is

and don't give it the power

to define who you are.