I have embarrassing moments all the time. If I logged them in books, I’d have a library by now of embarrassing moments. An average embarrassing moment for me likely would be someone else’s most embarrassing moment. But for me, it’s just another day in the life of a not-so-superwoman.
Case in point: This week at work, I spent 3 hours one morning cleaning my office up. It’s gotta be done, right. Well, after I was finished, it was time for our staff leadership meeting (all the bosses, all the seniors, and me and a couple other staff). I walked with my bosses down the hall to a conference room for the meeting, set my stuff on the table, then thought it would be a good idea to fill up on water before we got started. As I looked down to grab my water bottle, I noticed that somehow while I was cleaning up my office, my turtleneck sweater (I was going for modest) had ridden up my torso above my bra. True Hollywood story. There I was, standing in front of my bosses and the other seniors in my office, with my BRA hanging out of my suit for all to see.
No one had said anything, so I turned around, walked out of the conference room, pulled down my sweater, looked “up” at God and exclaimed, “WHY?!?!” And then went on with life as if nothing happened.
Fact is, this really didn’t register in my embarrassing moments Hall of Fame. This kind of stuff happens to me all the time. Maybe it’s God keeping me humble (it’s working). Maybe it’s Him making sure I never take myself too seriously (also working). Maybe, as Niki suggested, someone had prayed, “Lord, I will believe if I can just see Kelly’s bra.” Or maybe it’s just funny. Either way, it was just another day in the life of me.