Recently, a new acquaintance told me that she had given up Facebook because it always made it seem as though others lives are so perfect and happy. As I reflect on this statement, and what it means related to my own posts and outward appearance, I have to wonder why we aren’t more honest about how we are really doing. Certainly, I don’t advocate that we only voice our fears, frustrations and struggles, but could we allow others, our friends, to uplift and encourage us more? At the end of the day, aren’t we all in the same boat – trying desperately to stay afloat?
|She intends to read these books and send these packages. One day.|
Of course there is a side of me too that I never want you to see. She is filled to the brim with insecurity and uncertainty. Others act as though she has her act together, but this only shows her how little they actually know about her. If they truly knew her, they would know that she has her act together Never. Ever. After hours of research, she’s that super mom who pulls onto the highway without buckling her children into their top-of-the-line car seats. She posts a darling picture of her children on the beach, but she doesn’t tell you that this is a picture of an exasperated family who’ve been dressed in these same outfits and paraded to this same spot three days in a row so she could get just the right shot. She looks super creative when you see the pictures of her children’s birthday parties, but don’t let her fool you – she’s spent hours on Pinterest to glean these ideas and didn’t start getting ready until the night before the party so she’s too tired and cranky to enjoy her daughter’s big day. Others take her advice, but they don’t seem to know they are taking advice from the girl who once enlisted in the Army on a whim. In her cheerleading uniform! They call her poised and professional, but do they know that she enjoys reading YA books? She has it together Never.
Don’t get me wrong, she tries everyday to be the best Christ-follower, wife, mom, worker, friend, woman she can be. She asks God to help her overcome her short-comings and she puts on her brave, confident face when she meets you. She’ll let you see her tidy kitchen, but don’t open the door upstairs and reveal the piles of laundry. If you stop by unannounced, you will see dishes in the sink and dirt on the floor. Don’t let her fool you if she ever looks like her life is always happy: there are moments of complete sadness, moments of utter loneliness, times when she knows she must be the world’s biggest failure as a wife, mother, friend. But then, she allows her creator to speak truth into her life and He whispers into her despair,
|She hoped you’d never see her kitchen like this|
So she makes the choice to get back up when life knocks her down and she takes one more step towards the life she was called for. Granted, she sometimes needs to set a timer and throw herself a fabulous little pity party, but she always makes the choice to get get back up on that horse. And no, she isn’t perfect, but she knows that’s okay because God isn’t done with her yet, so she opens her heart to Him and asks Him to continue His work in her.