I am finding that my children are speaking more and more crazy truth into me. A few months ago, while cleaning my house like a mad woman before my daughter’s 4th Birthday Party I was shouting marching orders at my husband and kids and quickly making my daughter’s bed. I was changing out her pillowcases when she stops doing what I asked her to do and asked, “Mommy, why are you changing my pillowcases?” I snapped back at her, in my rush, “Because your pillowcases need to match the rest of your bed.” She quickly and quietly replied, “But Mommy my friends aren’t coming over to see my pillowcases. They are coming over to see me.”
She stopped me dead in my tracks. She was right, darn it! Here I was rushing around trying to get my house perfect to impress our guests who weren’t going to notice that I had wiped down my walls, dusted our ceiling fan blades and made our pillows match our sheets. They weren’t coming over to judge my ability to keep a clean home. They were coming over to celebrate this beautiful little girl, to love on her on her special day, to eat cake and have fun. I have thought about this interaction countless times since it happened.
Sometimes we get so consumed with the image we are projecting, what others will think about our ability to clean our house, mother our children, wife our husband, work our job, balance our life, that we forget that we are already enough for the One and the ones who count the most.
Ephesians 2:8-10 For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast. For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.
Thank you my Sweet Abigail for the reminder.