Epiphany

I heard a great talk Sacrament meeting a few weeks ago. It was about trying for perfection. The speaker gave a great  analogy about how like a marriage, we are in a partnership with Christ.  We can never be perfect on our own, but through the atonement we will be ok.  We just have to do the best we can with what we have every day.  She tied her lesson into this poem, which feels like my own biography.

Of course, I know what personal holes I have in my side walk, and each person is different.... But the poem reminded me of the responsibilities I have to avoid my OWN pitfalls.....


There Is a Hole in My Sidewalk

Autobiography in Five Short Chapter

By Portia Nelson

Chapter One

I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I fall in.

I am lost…I am helpless.

It isn’t my fault.

It takes forever to find a way out.

Chapter Two

I walk down the street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I pretend that I don’t see it.

I fall in again.

I can’t believe I am in this same place.

But, it isn’t my fault.

It still takes a long time to get out.

Chapter Three

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep whole in the sidewalk.

I see it is there.

I still fall in…it’s a habit…but,

My eyes are open

I know where I am

It is my fault.

I get out immediately,

Chapter Four

I walk down the same street.

There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.

I walk around it.

Chapter Five

I walk down another street.