Monday, October 22, 2012

When Your Best is Just OK

I've come to a point in my life where I know what I can and cannot do. 
(Just like writing the word "cannot" as opposed to "can not." Which one is correct? Ugh. English language ... stop making multiple spellings of things correct. Pick one and go with it ... I digress.)

As you can see, I do not like being incorrect or even slightly mediocre. It took me a while to get to a point where not being the best is OK. (not that I was ever the best at anything, you guys ... it was the desire to be the best that can kill a person.)

I mean ... what's the point of doing something when you know you're NOT gonna be that great at it? NO point at all! That's when I don't want to do it. I think everyone feels that way about something they don't think they can be good at.

However, at my age (yeah, yeah ... laugh it up!), I feel like I am confident in my abilities and inabilities. 

Take running for example (because I know you guys want to hear one more thing about running) ... I'm OK at it. I'm average. There are days where I wish I was faster or had better form (ran like a gazelle instead of an elephant), but I know the limits of my body and my abilities. And, I've accepted that. I'm going to be an average runner. It's OK. I'm fine with it.

I mean ... I'm not going to win any races. 

But, am I going to get down on myself about it? Nope.
Am I going to stop running? Nope.
I'm content.

Take cooking ... I'm a darn good cook. But, I can't cook a gumbo to save my life. In fact, I find my ability to cook Cajun food is limited (even though I'm born and raised here). I was not brought up eating rice and gravy and that kinda stuff. I ate more hoity toity food (which I LOVE) and can cook very well. But, I have friends that cook EXCELLENT gumbo. So, I'll just leave that up to them and invite myself over to their house to eat.

Am I going to think I can't cook because my gumbo's just mediocre? Nope.
Am I going to stop cooking gumbo? Nope.
My family's used to mediocre gumbo.

I'll just whip up some delicious chicken madeira or crème brûlée and be happy with myself. Then, my friends will talk about how great my food is.

Sometimes we want to have the best gumbo when we're really meant to have the best chicken madeira or crème brûlée.

Get it?

By the way, this post is not about running or gumbo.

It's about being content with who you are.

I'm so getting there. I feel good about who I am. I'm pretty happy with me.
It took me a while to get here, but growing up takes time.

So, I'll continue to be happy with being OK in some things and great at other things. It's pretty much the way God ordained it for all of us.

Some of us cook great gumbo. Some of us bake great crème brûlée.

Some of us run marathons. Some of us run 5Ks.

Point is you don't have to be the best at everything. Actually, that's impossible. Be content with who you are and the abilities God's given to you.

Do what God's called you to do to your best ability. That's all He asks for. He equips us for what He calls us to do.

Sometimes we may feel like we're not the best, and want to quit. But God uses obedient,  willing people. Be OK with yourself and your abilities. God is. He gave them to you.

And, give yourself a break. I've had to learn to do the same.

Add this to my group of mediocre posts.
(But I'm OK with it.)


Dana Dawn Calverette said...

Wonderful post my friend! Some of us have to search a little longer and harder to find what we're really good at. But it's there.

priest's wife said...

I've been stuck in a rut of 'just okay' lately as well...maybe it is fall? But, we must content with our okay-ness...thanks for the post