If you have ever looked up to me and wondered how I do it all, I do not. Most days I wear a brave face and simply give it my best, juggling 3 jobs, 5 children, and 2 home businesses. But as I sit here, almost in tears, I feel the need to share that most of us live overwhelmed. We all share our highlights on FB. (Ok, well, not everyone...lol) I am able to endure and persevere because of Jesus...Whether or not you believe, most of you know that about me. His strength gives me hope in the midst of feeling Ill be swallowed up at any moment. My failures are constant reminders to stay humble and to love others in their struggles as well. My joy comes from knowing that life is so much bigger and so much more important that that thing in front of me that is threatening to steal my sanity. I long to prepare for and celebrate Christmas the way I see everyone else doing it- baking cookies in beautifully spotless kitchens, wearing properly pressed aprons, and tying perfectly curled bows on packages of goodies to deliver to neighbors and friends. But fact is, I still need to go find my kitchen sink under all the dishes. Make cookies? I most often just buy them prepackaged. Ironing? My laundry gets pressed by tossing it in the dryer with a damp cloth. And the only reason my daughter had an adorable gift bag with perfectly curled ribbon for her gift exchange this morning is because I am frugal, and I saved that bag from a previous gift. Oh, and another reason? Because we were already running 10 min late for school and I didnt have time to wrap it. Good thing. We are out of tape. Except for the large roll of hot pink duct tape. That my son used to wrap his gift. Yep. Im not sure why Im sharing this right now, except to just be real with anyone who is tempted to look at my life from afar and have any sort of misconception that might make them feel less worthy than they should of their own lives. I once had a friend said she had grown to dislike me terribly because of how good everything went for me. Oooooh, my friend, if you knew the nights I cried. The mornings I yelled. The frantic mornings no one has anything clean to wear. The things I so desperately wish I could change. Am I blessed? Absolutely beyond imagination, YES. And I do not for one moment take it for granted. But if you have previously looked at my life and felt bad about your own, please do NOT. You are wonderfully gifted in all your own areas, and my guess is that you have about a gazillion irons in the fire just like I do, each in an effort to help make your life and the lives of those around you what you hope it should be. I want to celebrate you today. I want you to know I am thankful for you. If you struggle, I want to say THANK YOU for pushing through. Because your struggles and perseverance give me hope in my own. And perhaps I can do the same for someone today. ♥ Merry Christmas, whatever that means to you and yours. Dont compare this year. Just be your best you. Its all any of us can do. ♥
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 16:49:52 +0000
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