I’m scared of making mistakes. The fear of saying the wrong
thing freezes words in my throat, and sometimes I so want to be that perfect
person that even when I know I should act, I find the pressure of saying the
right words keeping me from saying anything at all.
“To every thing there
is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: . . . a time to
kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time
to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance”
(Ecclesiastes 3:1-4).
A time to make
mistakes, and a time to perform flawlessly. A time to demand exactness of
oneself, and a time to relax judgment in favor of understanding and love.
The prophet Lehi teaches the necessity of “an opposition in
all things” (2 Nephi 2:11). Misery and holiness, good and bad, life and death.
Adam and Eve disobeyed so we can live with God forever. Heavenly Father allowed
them to fall so that through the Atonement we may all be lifted up to endless
glory.
“And now, behold, if Adam had not transgressed he would not
have fallen, but he would have remained in the Garden of Eden.” And what would
he and Eve have been doing while stuck in there? “No good, for they knew no sin”
(2 Nephi 2:22-23).
If we never mess up, we never learn how to avoid those same
mistakes later on.
In my growing up years, I performed at many a piano concert.
None of them went flawlessly, although most of them were close enough. Surprisingly,
the passages I struggled with in practice were not the same ones I struggled
with in performance. Why not? Because the difficult passages I practiced over
and over and over again until they were my forté. Those passages I never messed
up on I didn’t take the time to drill, and thus they became my downfall. They
were not ingrained in my memory the way the more difficult parts of the piece
were, so when the pressure was high and my nerves even higher I reached those “easy”
passages and I stumbled. It was my weaknesses that became my strengths and saved my
performances from failure.
I remember one summer working a month of Sundays. When I finally
went back to church, I realized for the first time how big of a difference that
weekly spiritual feast makes in my temperament. I hadn’t been that cheerful at
work in a long time. Would I ever be willing to miss church now? Heck. No.
Or the time on my mission when I did not have the health to
work all day every day like I so wanted to. Anytime I felt well enough to be up
and about, I made sure we got out of the apartment and worked. That was why I was
there, after all. But somewhere in all my focus on the work, I neglected to
take the time for my own personal studies. After a week-and-a-half, I recognized
that my level of crankiness was lower than normal, and I thought: “Man, maybe I
should start reading my scriptures again.” And back up my mood went. Have I missed
a day of scripture study since then? No, and I never will. I understand now the
necessity of feeding myself spiritually before I can feed others spiritually.
And I learned these lessons through messing up. I’m not
saying that anything we ever learn comes about through the mistakes we make, and
I’m definitely not advocating intentional mistake-making. All I’m getting at is
that Heavenly Father is all right with us making mistakes. He’s provided us
with that possibility as a way for us to learn.
“Behold, I will show unto the Gentiles their weakness, and I
will show unto them that faith, hope and charity bringeth unto me – the fountain
of all righteousness” (Ether 12:28).
We wouldn’t have reason to come unto Christ if we didn’t
recognize our weakness. And how would we recognize our weaknesses if we never acknowledged our mistakes? “And if men come unto me I will show unto them their
weakness.” Not for the sake of discouragement, but “that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me.” And then, of course, comes the
promised blessing at the end: “then will I make weak things become strong unto
them” (Ether 12:27).
I see this in my life every day. For a girl who used to be so shy, I am surprisingly social. For someone who loves her independence, I am wonderfully dependent on my Savior. And every day I recognize new changes in myself, changes that have come about slowly through mistake after mistake.
Our weaknesses bring us down so we can rise again through
Christ. A time to fall, a time to be lifted up by the Savior of all mankind.
Christ Himself “descended below all things, in that he comprehended all things,
that he might be in all and through all things.” We have to fall before we can
learn to trust the Savior to lift us all the way up to Heavenly Father. We have
to make mistakes so that we can understand that we can never fall so far that
the Savior cannot heal everyone affected by that fall. Mistakes are vital. They
make us human. They are why we are here on earth – so that by making them, we
can learn to give our burdens to the Savior and let Him bear the weight.
For more on this idea of mistakes and weakness, check out
this inspired book: Weakness is Not Sin
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