I’m not the perfect mom that sometimes social media might portray. (It’s that way for all of us scrolling through Instagram, you know! We show highlights, not the moments where we lose it with our kids.) I’m not even close. I don’t have it all together. I don’t even have half of it together. Whatever “it” is.
If I’m being perfectly honest and transparent with you, which I always strive to do, lately I’ve been discouraged. I get mad at my kids yet again. We have the same discipline issues. Again. We have slamming doors. Again. And tears, don’t forget the tears.
On a particularly bad day last week, I went grocery shopping by myself and after I was finished, I got in the car and just sat there for a few moments. You might say I was enjoying a few moments of quiet.
With some chocolate. Ahem.
As I was sitting in my mini-van the song Good, Good Father came on.
Cue the tears.
If you haven’t heard this song before, take a few minutes and listen…I will wait right here. It’s worth it. Praise our Father God for His goodness.
I’m not a good, good mom. I mess up daily. My flesh gets in the way. I’m selfish. I would rather do what I want to do. I get mad more often that I would like to admit. I have expectations of my family members that are very rarely met, and that frustrates me. My children are human just like I am.
So much grace is needed in our families, yes?
So, so much grace.
But, God.
God is the perfect Father. He is good. He is so, so good. His ways are good. His answers are good. His yes’s are good. His no’s are good. His creation is good. His love is pure. His grace is sufficient. His mercy is unending. His forgiveness is vast. His Word is a treasure.
I am reminded, yet again, that in my weakness HE IS STRONG.
I thank God that though I fail daily at this parenting thing, He does not. Though I stink as a mom, He is a good {perfect} Father. I thank Him that His grace and His goodness are MORE than enough to cover my mistakes. And I pray {as I do daily} that my kids will be reminded of that grace when I fail them yet again. I pray that they see His goodness in the midst of my weakness. I pray that His bigness will cover my smallness and inadequacy. Because when I am weak, He is strong. In my limitations, He is powerful.
In my mistakes, He is grace.
In my lack, He is plenty.
Wherever you are today, friend, He is your grace and your plenty, too.
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