
By Katie Rea â spiritual director, writer, and companion for those listening deeply to life as it
There was a day when I felt a supernatural peace, a kind of groundedness that made everything feel spacious and manageable. I was patient with my clients, my kids, and my husband. I practiced active listening and had deep conversations with friends and loved ones. I wasnât judgmental, and when someone hurt my feelings, I didnât overreact. I stayed present, patient, and willing to talk things through. It was an amazing day, the kind that makes you believe youâve finally âfigured it out.â
But peace can be fragile.
The next day arrived with a barrage of complaints at work. A friend snapped at me, and I immediately snapped back. My kids and I argued. Even my husband and I clashed. By evening, I stood in the wreckage of the day wondering how everything had shifted so quickly. How could two daysâbackâtoâbackâfeel like opposite versions of me?
I practiced some self-care, which included peaceful time with a book and a delicious meal. Then, when I felt calmer, I took both days to God. As I described my “bad” day, I realized how fiercely my inner critic had been lashing out. I heard again and again how stupid, impatient, and imperfect I was. That voice had been relentless from the moment I woke up. I accepted those thoughts without question. I gently spoke to myself more kindly.
Selfâcompassion reminded me how:
Bad days are part of being human.
I donât have to be perfect to be loved.
I can begin again.
I felt Godâs peace again. Gratitude rose for Godâs grace. Another day arrived to try again.
Itâs not always easy to live in Jesusâ righteousness. We see ourselves through a distorted mirror of ego, fear, and old wounds. God knows our imperfections, our hearts, our tendencies. Through Godâs grace and love, we begin to see our image in Godâs likeness rather than through the harsh lens of selfâjudgment.
The power of God is visible through our actions. As Christâs ambassadors, the hands and feet of God, we try to make the world a better place. We do the best we can. We allow God to take care of the rest.
BrenĂ© Brown reminds us in The Gifts of Imperfection: âSpirituality is recognizing and celebrating that we are all inextricably connected to each other by a power greater than all of us, and that our connection to that power and to one another is grounded in love and compassion. Practicing spirituality brings a sense of perspective, meaning, and purpose to our lives.â
Perfection isnât a requirement. We will make mistakes even when our intentions are good. We can connect to the power of God even as we are imperfect. God finds us wherever we are and loves us in the midst of our imperfections. God knows our heart. That is the goodness of grace.
And here is the deeper truth: the spiritual life is not measured by how consistently peaceful or patient we are, but by how gently we return to God when we fall short. Our imperfect days do not disqualify us; they remind us that grace is not earned by performance. It is received in honesty, humility, and trust. The âso whatâ is simple: we keep showing up. We keep practicing love. We keep letting God meet us, again and again, in the beautiful, messy, imperfect journey of our lives.
As you move through your own peaceful and messy days, notice how quickly your inner critic speaksâand how gently God responds. Let grace interrupt the harshness. Let compassion soften the edges. And let yourself show up, imperfect and beloved, for the beautiful journey that is your life.
âO God of peace, who has taught us that in returning and rest we will be saved, in quietness and confidence will be our strength: By the might of your Spirit lift us, we pray, to your presence, where we may be still and know that you are God; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.â



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