I can feel the pavement pounding beneath my trainers, as the cold wind whips my bare arms and flings my hair into a wild frenzy. As I run I spur myself on, and have to hold that inner voice closer to my ears; “yes you can”. Despite my legs wanting to stop, I don’t. Music drifts through my ear phones and as I rhythmically jog on I find myself pondering as I hear the lyrics…
“When all of your flaws and all of my flaws, are laid out one by one. A wonderful part of the mess that we made, we pick ourselves undone.” ( Flaws – Bastille)
I am not perfect and never will be. I have “flaws” and although I’ve never met you, I’m sure you do too. This may be a difficult reality to face in a world where apparent perfection is praised and strived for.
But do our imperfections make us who we are, wonderful unique beings? Should we embrace all the flaws we have and love ourselves despite them?
Yes absolutely. We will never be perfect because the only person who fulfilled that ideal was Jesus. Yet we are made in the image of God who loves us completely and formed us in our mother’s womb. God loves us just the way we are. But I believe he loves us too much to keep us the way we are. Yet unlike the song, I don’t think God wants us to pick ourselves until we are undone. He is not requesting perfection; all He asks of us is love and faith as small as a mustard seed.
Sounds simple? But it doesn’t always feel simple I find. As I go through life, facing my flaws is an ongoing battle. All around me I often feel like the world is telling me I am not good enough. I am probably the same as many other twenty something women… Worrying about my weight, finances, career, marriage… It is great we all have this desire within ourselves to want to do better, be better, but it can be dangerously unending. Am I doing enough? Am I good enough?
The song carried on…”All of your flaws and all of my flaws, they lie there hand in hand. Ones we’ve inherited, ones that we learn. They pass from man to man.” (Flaws – Bastille).
I know I have inherited my mother’s thick thighs! I am impatient in a fast flowing world. I talk before I listen, or even think sometimes. The world tries to teach me how to be successful or happy in money. I have learnt how to worry and not how to trust. I want to put my own needs before others. Experiences in my life have shaped me; fear has driven me to react in certain ways.
The Bible (NIV) tells us a different way in Hebrews 12,
“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.”
In my heart, I see a battlefield of people who are brave, powerful and loved. They know who they are; handcrafted by a loving God, sons and daughters to the one true king. They don’t focus on their sin or their flaws, but focus on Jesus, and allow Him to change them. Their goal is to be loved and to love others as an overflow of that love. They receive his unconditional love and life as a gift, because he endured the cross for them. They are a new creation. And with the help of the Holy Spirit to teach them, throughout their lives they realise this transformation and step into everything He has for them. They come alive and make the world better by being in it, by feeling alive. These people, they could be you, could be me if we chose it.
As I run, I think about why I am doing this. Yes my weight bothers me but ultimately my body is only part of me, and my goal should be to be healthy and fit, rather than lighter. I’ve had hurtful comments or negative words spoke over me about my size or shape, but they are not the truth and they don’t change who I really am. As I run, despite the spitting rain, I realise I do actually enjoy this. I love the elation afterwards, the pounding heart, being focused on my body and what it can do. I want to live long and feel good. I don’t want to be running away from negative comments or be pushed by society’s views, I want to be running into a God who loves me, and wants the best for me, including my health. The world wants me to see my weight as a flaw; God wants me to just be looking to Him.
One of the more recent shocking things I’ve been told was “you don’t care for my child and you are not maternal at all”. This hurt me more deeply than comments on my weight because it touched a part of me that was a fragile dream, a part of me that was my inner being and it shattered. My truth was I did care very much and to be viewed as otherwise was totally undermining. But after stepping away from the moment, you can see how hurt people, want to hurt people. The mother that spoke that to me was frustrated, confused and overwhelmed by her situation, her child ill in hospital. So do I listen to her and never care for children again? Of course not, I listen to my Daddy God and gain his approval alone. Maybe in that moment to that mother I came across as not maternal, but the truth is my God has a dream for me that I can raise up mothers and children to be who they were made to be. One flawed moment won’t taint me forever.
Past hurts and fear drive reactions that lead me into destruction. Sin allows the devil a foothold in our life, allows a voice to enter our head that fills us with dread, shame and powerlessness, which is why Jesus wants us to be free from those chains. Some things may seem harmless but overtime can damage our mind, hearts, and souls. Hurts, fear and sin or flaws laid bare make us feel empty, useless and alone. These next lyrics in the song describe them well…
“There’s a hole in my soul. I can’t fill it, I can’t fill it. There’s a hole in my soul. Can you fill it? Can you fill it?” (Flaws – Bastille)
Who do you turn to for comfort? What do you do in a time of trouble or need? Whose approval do you gain to feel good? Who do you compare yourself to, to feel successful? Here are some suggestions… alcohol, food, shopping, friends, partners, sport? But the truth I realised, is that the only thing able to fill that hole in my soul is God, because it is a God shaped hole. Only He can give me hope, a purpose. Only he can truly give me unconditional, unending love. When I see myself as the media, the community or individuals reflecting who I am, I am seeing a lie. A snap shot of who I am from people’s perspective, even my own, is likely it be incomplete. Seeking approval of the world will leave me dry and empty, but receiving the approval from my God, will complete me forever. I can strive and try to do things in my own strength and never make the mark, or I can ask the creator of the universe for His help. If I can fix my eyes on Jesus and hear what he thinks about me more often, I will continue to change into the awesome person God has made me to be. God is in the business of healing past hurts, redemption and restoration. He has a future planned for us, a “race marked out for us”. I am learning to shift my mind from worldly, life-taking distractions to Godly vision. But how do we do we unearth our flaws and move forward?
“You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve, And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground, Dig them up – let’s finish what we started, Dig them up – so nothing’s left unturned” (Flaws – Bastille)
Some people are marked by their flaws. They choose to be defined by them, clothed in them, overwhelmed by them rather than defined by who God created them to be (which is flawless). I see that there is a part of us that does need to open up about our flaws, to be vulnerable to others and God, allowing them to help us when we need help. This vulnerability does require us to share our flaws in safe place, but we don’t need to wear them upon our sleeve for all to see all the time. Our flaws don’t need to become a fashion statement about our lives. But with no vulnerability, with no self discovery or sharing of flaws at all we live inside our own trap. I agree that we should dig up our flaws and let God deal with them, not bury our head in the sand and ignore them. So what next?
“All of your flaws and all of my flaws, when they have been exhumed, we’ll see that we need them to be who we are without them we’d be doomed.” (Flaws – Bastille)
These words I find conflicting, but here’s how I see it. When we allow our flaws to be dealt with by God, allow our self to transform and to learn, we become closer to Jesus. But I am not me without my past, and the things I have been through and overcome, are now my most powerful testimony. My dream for women and children is stronger, perhaps, because it had been shaken; its foundations had to be stronger. Its foundation has to be the strongest thing there is; Jesus as my rock. Some things we see as flaws in our life, but really they are not, they are parts of our unique character. How I see it is that God created every good thing, and he created you. And He turns all things to good and makes good come out of all things. God didn’t want me to be hurt, but from my hurt he can make good flow again.
“We can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good” MSG Bible, Romans 8v28
As I finish my run, that quiet voice inside me that compelled me on, “yes you can” is now elated, with “Yes you did!” I have flaws but if I waited for them all to fall off me, I would be here until eternity. So, breathless, I thank God for who he is, all he is done, all he is doing and all he will do. Love and faith entwine as my prayer lifts up to God who hears me. I feel him cheering me on. Because I have God, no matter what my flaws, I will never loose heart.
The complete song lyrics to Flaws by Bastille
All of your flaws and all of my flaws, they lie there hand in hand. Ones we’ve inherited, ones that we learn. They pass from man to man.
There’s a hole in my soul. I can’t fill it, I can’t fill it. There’s a hole in my soul.Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up – let’s finish what we started
Dig them up – so nothing’s left unturned
All of your flaws and all of my flaws, when they have been exhumed
We’ll see that we need them to be who we are
Without them we’d be doomed
There’s a hole in my soul
I can’t fill it, I can’t fill it
There’s a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up – let’s finish what we started
Dig them up – so nothing’s left unturned
When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted
When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are counted
You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up – let’s finish what we started
Dig them up – so nothing’s left unturned
All of your flaws and all of my flaws are laid out one by one
Look at the wonderful mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone