To be a mom....it might not be the most challenging thing I ever do. It might not be the most fulfilling. It might not ever look anything like I imagined. And that’s ok to admit. So often I cringe at the stock and weight I put on motherhood. So much hinges on it that, if I’m not careful, could become damaging to my sense of self. Please listen- I do NOT mean this selfishly. I am willing to give above and beyond myself and my limitations for my children. I am willing to sacrifice for them. I am happy to give my time, my heart, my words, my mental energy, and my resources so that they become the best versions of themselves. So that I courageously and honorably steward the gifts of their lives as God entrusted them to me. But throughout this journey I vow to remember that they are going to make choices that I cannot control, and that doesn’t mean I failed. They might hurt me or someone else in ways that bring me deep sadness, and still I will be a good mother. They might walk away from the God we introduce to them in Word and in deed, and decide not to love Him the way Joel and I do, and that will not mean that I didn’t do my very best to show them perfect love. Mothers and fathers, we are raising our children to release them. We do the very best with what we have, and that effort of love in and of itself is the great and beautiful work. Not the outcome. Be proud. You are absolutely, unequivocally enough.
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