Am I the only mother who continually compares my self to {all} other momma’s in the world? Am I the only mother, who feels regular guilt because I’m not participating in arts and crafts with my children? Am I the only mother who feels immense pressure to be like {her}? I dont look like {her}, I’m not as {well-liked} as {her}. My house isn’t near as clean as {hers}? Why can’t my body look like {hers}.
Am I the only mother who fails to see myself through God’s eyes, rather than through the eyes of my worst critic {myself}? Am I the only mother, who desperately needs regular reminders of God’s love for {me}?
Is it possible…?
All mother’s struggle to some extent with self-worth. All mothers desire to be the best {mothers} they can be. All mothers need encouragement. All mothers are their very worst critics. All mothers are imperfect? All mothers need reminded of God’s love.
Friends, this morning I was {once again} being my worst critic.
Walking around the house, my thoughts continually pounded down my spirit…
Your house is a mess. Why don’t you play with you kids more, like the other moms you see on Facebook. Why don’t you look like… why don’t you portray yourself like… Why can’t you be more like {her}?
This is honesty friends. These were the thoughts whirling around inside my head {this} morning.
Finally…
I put my kids’ shoes on, my shoes on, and we went on a {peaceful} walk. Walking in God’s creation… God’s love hollers through the trees. {I Love You, Can you hear me? I said, ” I Love You! Are you listening… to me? I {really}, love you!} His love reaches my senses, through the cool and gentle breeze that blows over my skin.
His love, literally surrounds my senses…
I inhale the fresh… spring air… God’s fuel… for my weary soul.
I exhale… bottled up stress.
I let it all go… the comparisons, the negativity, and the desire to be more like {her}.
Suddenly… I {really} see in front of me.
My five year old boy, is walking, hand in hand with his baby sister.
A picture’s worth a thousand words!
I snap a picture.
God’s reminder… of his love!
Suddenly… I don’t want {her} life!
Realization…
{washes— over my entire being}…
I’m living a dream…
Right now… in this moment.
In my home. Beside my husband… With my beloved children.
This is {Heaven}… on Earth.
Thank you Father, for the reminder of your love. For speaking {beauty} and {love} into my spirit. For continually blessing me, and the constant reminder of the blessings surrounding my life! Friends, if we have life… if we have breadth… His blessings… are never far. We just have to stop looking {around} and simply look… [up]!!!
Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect. Romans 12:12
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