"Unless I accept my virtues, I most certainly will be overwhelmed by my faults."
Sometimes I read through other women's blogs or even have a conversation with a girlfriend and leave thinking how inadequate I am.
They have meals planned for months with organic offerings.
I forgot to defrost meat. Another $5 pizza to go, again.
They soak their socks and color-coordinate their closets.
I am behind on laundry and have no clean sheets, so my kids are sleeping in the tent in the playroom, again.
They have their home a quiet haven for their husbands at 5 pm.
I snap & use sarcasm 'cause the trash needs to be taken out, again.
They have a color coded chore list for their kids.
The dog looks skinny & probably hasn't been feed this week, again.
I feel overwhelmed and inadequate. I read some women's blogs in which their husbands are knights in shining armors....their marriages are perfect scenes from Black Heels to Tractor Wheels, and their kids say prayers and do devotions every 15 minutes. Yeah, sometimes I suck.
But it is in the daily things of life that I believe I am making a difference with my kids. It is in the trials, dirty laundry, frustrations, disappointments, and short comings that some of my most valuable lessons are taught, maybe. The fact that I am real --that life happens -- that I make mistakes -- that I am not afraid to say I am sorry. It is in this daily grind that the masterpiece of my children are formed. For out of mistakes come lessons and out of routine comes greatness.
"If a man was to compare the effect of a single stroke of the pick-ax, or of one impression of the spade with the general design and last result, he would be overwhelmed by the sense of their disproportion; yet those petty operations, incessantly continued, in time surmount the greatest difficulties, and mountains are levelled, and oceans bounded, by the slender force of human beings." -Johnson