I once read Catherine Rohr saying:- “failure is really redirection.”

I really like that.

I’ve found real truth and resonance in this, if only I could find a way for my heart to really grab onto it. There’s comfort in this. For days and times when I feel and know I’ve failed a dozen times a day in any number of ways. Mostly it’s genuine, failed intent: other times it’s a sense of not-enough that hangs over me like a cloud.

The Old Testament has always given me a great deal of hope. I think it’s because those we consider men and women of faith experienced so much struggle and failure throughout their stories. It’s always a reminder to me that in their  daily living they didn’t see themselves as people of faith in the way that we do now, gifted with the ability to look at their lives in their entirety. I’d wager they were just like you and me – and right in the middle of their grit— they found themselves wondering if God could redeem their failures.

Because we see their stories all the way through to the end, we know He can! Our God can. By God’s grace and by faith, we can make it through to the finish line, and trusting confidently that He can redeem any and all failures along the way.

Perhaps failing well means choosing to trust that the story isn’t finished—that the author is still writing.