Blessed are the Blunder Women of the world

Then there’s the dizzying world of fashion where it’s hard to know what’s in and what’s out.

For example, when it comes to hairstyles throughout the centuries, we’ve had pompadours, French twists, ponytails, pixies, page boys and mohawks.

As the seasons change, slacks morph from loose-fitting to skin-tight and back to baggy, while blouses change from low-cut with ruffles to button-downs with pin stripes.

Still, the problems are more far-reaching than clothing and cosmetics. One generation is told to stay home and raise children, while the next is encouraged to get jobs.

Some pundits encourage us to imitate men, while others recommend exulting in our femininity.

The stay-at-home mom wonders if she should get a job, while the career woman with toddlers in daycare ponders whether she’d be happier at home.

The heart of the dilemma is we’re evidently not good enough in the eyes of the world, which judges us by the Wonder Woman image.

You know her, I’m sure — the lady with a good-paying job, high-achieving children and a handsome, successful husband.

Whether it’s baking mouth-watering cupcakes or scoring the highest sales quotient for the month, she does it with style.

And, yes, she also runs marathons, dresses beautifully and does service work in the community.

Then there are women like me, whom I think of as “Blunder Women.”

We use staplers to mend a ripped hem because we can’t find our sewing kit. We jump on every new diet bandwagon while keeping a stash of chocolate in the cupboard.

We have all our Christmas cards already written because they’re the ones we never mailed last year. And we’re pretty sure the mismatched Tupperware in our kitchen is secretly reproducing.

Christians believe God so loved the world that he sent his only begotten son — and sent him to everyone.

This means moms who valiantly battle laundry monsters and widows like me who watch YouTube videos to learn how to program the thermostat.

It means all the Blunder Women of the world — the ladies who drool over magazine recipes and then cook microwave dinners. The ones who faithfully cut out coupons but forget them at the grocery store.

Fortunately, the Gospels have plenty of Blunder Women, including the poverty-stricken, the demon-possessed and the ones with questionable reputations.

Jesus came to heal people, whether they were spiritually or physically ailing. “I have come that they may have life and have it abundantly,” he said.

Abundant life means measuring ourselves by God’s standards, no one else’s. It means realizing the love that will heal us comes from God.

Nowhere in the Bible does it say we must look young, rock the latest fashions and turn out a layer cake that would make Martha Stewart envious.

God doesn’t look at the numbers on the scale, the percentages in our portfolios, the figures on our Fitbits. He probes the heart and sees the soul.

Jesus said the meek, the lowly, the weak and the poor were blessed — and surely that includes the Blunder Women of the world.