Shame is so popular. Ashamed of having hair, or having
no hair; of having too much height, or weight; of certain jobs, or no job; of
not being straight, or having no kids, or having kids, and how they behave. Of
not being fair enough, strong enough, smart enough, cool enough; of living in
the wrong district. Of race, disability, style.
There’s
a deficit of enoughness, it seems. We’re not tall, powerful, healthy or magic
enough. Not male enough, even when we’re girls. We never have enough money. We
need more space, more attention, more love and more fame. We lack enough more.
If we
should happen to be that ideal, sex specific, family blessed, wellness crowned,
truly employed, successful bright and beautiful example to the world about us,
we still sleep badly knowing that one trip in the dark, one car crash, one mutating
cell or rogue gene stands between us and humankind.
Jesus
said, ‘I did not come to call the righteous, but sinners.’ He noted, ‘They that
are whole have no need of the physician’. Then why shame? I wish you this
Christmastide enough repentance, healing, and goodwill. There is enough: you
can have it all.
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