But when it comes to owning our imperfections that is a horse of a different color. Now we wear masks. We dodge truths, We exaggerate our failures and skew them toward success. At the very least, once told, they become our "mistakes" because of "others" failures. We fail to take ownership. We don't want to be called out. We refuse condemnation. We will end relationships, changes friendship circles, move from cities, skip family gatherings, resign from jobs, withdraw from church memberships, all of these things, when we are close to being found out. When the truth in us is seeping out and being exposed. The truth that we are not perfect.
The thing is none of us is perfect. We weren't even created to be perfect. Nowhere is it written that we must even aim for perfection. That expectancy we placed on ourselves. A figment of our own creation.
I would much rather live in a world where we put all our stuff out on the table. A place where we begin to learn from each other's failures. A place of no judgment. A place where we don't run away from anything about us. But rather we run to others who accept our imperfections and help with the healing within us.
That is what Jesus would do.