Feeling troubled about a close relationship a friend told me, "Relationships are messy. Life is messy. If you talk to anyone long enough you find things going on under the surface - everyone is struggling with something on some level."
The more I ponder on that thought the less compelled I feel to judge others. I am messy. My hurts, my anxieties, my path . . . it's been messy. I'm broken in places that I try to hide and run from. A glass house.
But when I accept that yes, I am messy with my own issues - grace appears. It is the balm for that messiness - margin - room - to love other people's emotional messes. Grace endears those messes to me and I love people better. Relationships are messy - the other option is to have none.