Admitting when I’m wrong

Hands down the hardest thing for me to learn? To admit when I’m wrong. Oh that makes my skin boil every time I hafta do that. Especially to my kids. Me? Admitting when I’m wrong to my kids? Are you crazy?

I remember the first time I had to admit my not perfect status: my kids were young…not toddler….early elementary age maybe? I said or did something and saw immediately I was wrong. I legit almost couldn’t get the words out

“Mommy was…ummm….wrong”

It felt evil and unnatural. Like I was in a horror movie. I wish I was kidding about that.

And? I admitted I was wrong – first to my kids then my husband. Yeah we had a difficult first years of marriage (more to come).

Yowch. I literally just realized that.

But when I told my husband…felt the same.

There’s so much to be said about that (trauma survivor remember?) but what matters is the lesson I finally did learn.

I ain’t perfect and I need to be able to apologize.

As the years have passed it’s gotten easier but I want to challenge you my friend…when you are wrong? Admit it.

Yup it’s gonna be unnatural and feel unholy. But? You will definitely be a light…an example of Christ’s love.

People knowing you admit when you are wrong? Sends a huge signal out – that you care about them.

He who covers his sins will not prosper,

But whoever confesses and forsakes them will have mercy.

Proverbs 28:13