When I started my first blog way back when, I never gave a thought to what it could become. I wanted to document what we were doing in our homeschool and our explorations throughout the state of New York, as that is where we were living at the time, far, far away from family. It was something fun to do, a great place to share photos, and it rekindled my love for writing, something I had lost along the years of raising a family.
Fast-forward 8 years and I am amazed at how my little blogging endeavors have grown. Writing here to encourage all of you, talking with you on the Purpose Living Wife Facebook page, and forming closer relationships with some of you through the Purpose Living Wife Community is such a privilege. Thank you for being a part of it all.
I want to speak to something that often happens, in real life and in the online world. We look at other women in our lives, at the newsreel of their lives that we see on social media, at church, or when we host or attend a gathering, and we find ourselves falling short. We fall short of our own expectations because we look at our sweet friends – their family, their waist-size, their beautiful home, their trips, their well-behaved children, the adoring look in their husbands’ eyes, the wonderful relationship they have with their in-laws, their talented kids, their fairy-tale life – and we begin to compare. We come down hard on ourselves because we just don’t measure up.
Our kids are not well-behaved (not always).
Our husbands look at us with something akin to disappointment or dissatisfaction more than with adoration these days.
We don’t get to take trips due to finances that are lacking.
Our waist is still thick from the last baby and those cookies simply taste so durn good!
Our homes are not quite beautiful unless you call cracker crumbs on the table from last night’s dinner and legos littering the floor after yesterday’s free play time as beautiful.
We struggle with bitterness from hurts in the past and our hope is in the Lord but nothing changes, and we long for the day when all the pain and tears will be wiped away…..but we want to be the best mom and wife we are called to be and we know that requires sacrifice. First His and now ours….and it’s hard. And we reach out to friends and professionals, wondering what family and others will think of us, but knowing it is necessary to keep moving forward and stretching our weak arms up to the One who heals it all.
We field calls and delete Facebook comments and keep things close to the vest, because we know there are those who will not be careful with our thoughts, our insecurities, our hurts.
We find healing in the honesty, the openness, and the transparency.
[Tweet “Transparency breeds transparency in those who seek to find healing.”]
Those who go before us lead the way. It is a scattered, strewn, scary path to follow but we see their joy and restoration and we want it too. And we know it’s worth it.
But sometimes we wonder why those with planks as large as barn beams try to draw out splinters. All the while recognizing that we are guilty of the same things in our own relationships.
Because we are broken. Each one of us.
And where do we find our help?
Psalm 121: 1-2 NLT
I lift up my eyes to the mountains—where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.
Ultimately, Jesus is our healer, our restorer, the lover of our souls, the convicter of hearts, the mender of our brokenness.
So we seek more love, and mercy, and grace.
Can we offer grace? Can it be given and received by us? First from God and His infinite love, and then through our brokenness we extend grace.
I’m looking for grace. Healing. Restoration.
The Lord your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves.
He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you,
but will rejoice over you with singing.”
Reconnect with your husband. Offer grace to your children. Be kind to those whose splinters you see and look for your own planks first. I’ll be working towards this myself. Will you join me?
And be sure to check out this encouragement (PLUS a free printable!) from my friend, Candace, about how God is making you new.
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