She woke up at midnight and couldn’t get back to sleep, so she stayed up.
Failed at sleeping.
She took her early morning walk but got tired so cut it short.
Failed at walking.
She tried to transfer some photos from her phone to her desk top computer, but phone wouldn’t recognize the computer.
Failed at picture transferring
She ate her normal breakfast and lunch, then continued eating everything she could find throughout the afternoon.
Failed at dieting.
She attached a zipper onto the tote bag she was making, only the fabric got pinched and the stitching was uneven.
Failed at zipper attaching.
She hemmed a pillow she was making, taking four tries to get it passable – not good, but not bad enough to try again.
Failed at hemming
She thought about doing her afternoon walk, but couldn’t make herself go.
Failed at walking, again.
She tried to clean up a pile of clutter, but got overwhelmed and stopped.
Failed at clutter removing.
I’m such a failure, she thought.
“You’re not a failure with Me.” came the quick but soft voice she had come to recognize.
As she thought about those words, she gratefully realized that she may have experienced many failures that day, but SHE was not a failure in the eyes of God.
God knew just what to say and just when to say it. Amazing what a difference those few words made!