The blessing’s not in the mistake, but in the opportunity the mistake gives us to apologise — later on, and sincerely.
Pride too easily protects us from this vulnerability, but relationships require vulnerability for trust to be built.
Mistake makers are fortunate. They have time, the means, and the will (it’s hoped) to make amends. Not including those hurt beyond our reach, others will receive our penitence with grace and, then in time, esteem will be ours that we trusted them with our vulnerability — when we didn’t have to.
Glory in this: there is reconciliation in all things and, there, love abounds.
© 2011 S. J. Wickham.