I began writing this as an Instagram post three days ago. It never happened. That day didn’t exactly go according to my plans. You see, I have been trying to be that mom that plans ahead. Normally planning is not a natural thing for me. I have a hard time sticking to routines. But I have been trying. And try as I might, this day threw my plans right back at me and laughed in my face. talk about a mom fail.
And after all the effort to plan and be organized and have it all together, I was very discouraged.
I didn’t plan for all three kids to have a sleepless night. And I didn’t plan on the ugly attitudes.
I didn’t plan on the living room being empty, lessons at the table abandoned, kids back in bed, and me, escaping to the back yard with a cup of coffee and a heavy heart…
By 10 am.
And in that quiet moment I found myself asking this question:
On what foundation was my day built?
Was this day, the day the LORD had made (Ps. 118:24), built on HIM? Was it built on the ROCK?
“Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock.”
Or was it built on me? Was it built on my own plans? Was it built on my own abilities, or my own wisdom?
“And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”
There it was. I had tried, with all my might, to build this day on my own plans, and my own abilities, but reality rained down me. My morning was flooded with frustration and disappointment. The winds blew against our hearts and there was nothing I could do in my own wisdom that would make it better.
I had built my day on me. And just as Christ had promised, things were falling apart.
I felt like a failure.
But, I am so thankful for what I learned in that moment. I am thankful for the gentle reminder He gave me that morning. I am thankful for the change of perspective that can only come from my heavenly Father who looks down on us with compassion and love.
Because, if that day had gone according to my plans, then my son would have had more practice reading and writing. We would have had an art lesson, had a nice snack, gone outside to play, we would have been happy. And still we would have missed out on so much…
We would have missed out on the way His grace comes in and washes away the ugliness that stains our hearts when things don’t go our way. And we would have missed the way He gives us a piece of His wisdom, a piece of His heart, when we lay down our plans and let Him take over.
His plans are so much greater than ours.
As much as I want my son to learn the lessons I have planned for him, at the end of the day, the most important thing I can teach him is to build his life on the ROCK, our Creater, our King.
When you feel like you’re not that pinterest-perfect mom, you’re falling short of the world’s expectations, your own, or even God’s, don’t believe the lies that tell you that you’re not good enough. Remember these words from Paul:
“A thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger from Satan to harass me, to keep me from being conceited. Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me
My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.
Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities.
For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
Any mom fail isn’t a failure at all…
if it points our children back to the heart of their Father in Heaven.
Have you had days where you don’t feel like you’re living up to anyone’s expectations of you?
How did God use those moments to draw you closer to Him?