My Perfect Kids (Ahem!)

Today was one of those days. The kind that felt an awful lot like being on a see-saw.

One moment, the children were dripping sweetness like a ripe, juicy peach. They said “please” and “thanks”, shared their toys happily, and sweet echoes of “Yes ma’am” echoed around the room when I asked them to do something.  I felt like giving myself a pat on the back for how well we were doing on this parenting adventure.

The next moment, loud shrieks of “MAMA! Guess what _________ did!” and “Stop it right NOW!” jarred my proud thoughts and brought me back to reality with a screech.

One moment they were dripping sweetness. The next annoyed shouts filled the air. My kids aren't perfect, just like I'm not perfect.

Grace in my imperfect reality

  • The reality that I’m a sinful mother who needs grace every moment of every day.
  • The reality that, even at their most perfect, my children are sinful creatures who need grace every moment of every day too.
  • The reality that all my best methods and well-thought out plans are naught if the Lord doesn’t build our house.
  • The reality that even though I love this season of life (most of the time), it’s a picture of imperfection.
  • The reality that God’s mercies are not just new for me every morning, they’re new for my children.
  • The reality that few things drive you to your knees like parenting.
  • The reality that the seeds I plant now may not bear fruit for years or decades, for good or ill.
  • The reality that I can’t be a joyful mother of children unless my joy is rooted in Something deeper than happy children and a semblance of order.

My kids are a work in grace, just like me. Each delightful, annoying, stretching, imperfect moment can be another step in our sanctification.

And so I lift my eyes from my not-at-all perfect self and not-at-all perfect children, and rejoice in the reality that Jesus came to redeem messy families like mine and use them to build His church.

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  1. says

    Dear Anna,
    I am very blessed by your heart for the Lord and your family! All of your points are ones I’ve dealt with and pondered, but right now especially your last one: “The reality that I can’t be a joyful mother of children unless my joy is rooted in Something deeper than happy children and a semblance of order.” I am so thankful for His amazing grace to me through such an imperfect life!
    I am so encouraged when I visit your blog. Thank you!

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