Life

Deny-ers and Obsess-ers

There are going to be some days when I completely fail as a mother.

This is true for all of us, but what really gets under my skin is moms who don’t believe this could ever be so for them. Or at least they wouldn’t ever admit it out loud.

But it shouldn’t get under my skin, which probably means there’s a little bit of that “denial” in me too.

When we deny that we fail, we will stay in that failure, and the same goes true when we obsess over failure.

I usually lean towards the obsessing. I don’t like when I fail. I’ll admit that I do it, but boy does it crush me. It can get me down so bad that I don’t even want to get out of bed.

My fleshly pride is disappointed in myself for not living up to it’s expectations of excellence and perfection, because now it has nothing to boast about.

If you want, read that last sentence out loud.

Pretty vile, huh?

It’s true for you too.

Don’t think you deny-ers are getting out of this one. That same fleshly pride tells you that there’s no way you have failed, because you are just so awesome. It’s your kids or your husband that suck! That pride makes sure that vulnerability and confession stay far far away.

Go ahead, read that out loud too.

Cause that’s probably also true for you as well.

I know it is, because I know it of me. And at the end of the day, we are all the same human-y humans.┬áComing from a home where one parent denied failure and the other one drowned himself in it, neither of these is going to be good for your children. (disclaimer- I love my parents, and my mom and I are working on things together. At the end of the day, I’m responsible for my actions- no one else.)

Stop denying your failures, and learn from them.

Stop obsessing over your failures, and learn from them.

At the end of the yucky day, confess, repent, and resolve to start over tomorrow.

I promise you, your children (or spouse, friends, co-workers, team members, community group, etc) will watch how you handle failure. Use it as a tool for grace, learning and the gospel.

Its not even 10 yet. You still have time to start the day over.

His Eyes vs. Mine

Life in Your Way lyrics

Last year, in a music-related post, I talked about the band Life in Your Way, and more specifically, their song This is Who I am, off of their Kingdoms album.

Well, it’s a song that sticks with me, and has recently come back in my life since I’ve started training for that 5k.

Running, much like life in general, is really hard (for me). There are endless reasons, situations, and people that make it difficult. On top of that, we as human beings, add the burden of who we think we are to that list of things that further our hardship.

It’s just really helpful, especially in a moment when you feel defeated because you are slightly overweight and extremely out of shape, when someone screams in your ear the lyrics from above. “He doesn’t see what I see…”

I am so thankful for that. Because what I often see (which I think I talked about in that post last year as well-haha) is someone who can never get it together. And it kills me.

I am so glad I have a God that looks at me with the eyes of THE creator, redeemer and sanctifier. When I really, REALLY settle on that for a moment, getting over myself seems doable.

If you are His son or daughter, the way you see yourself holds no weight against the truth of who you actually are.

Try and believe that today.