I wish there
was a disclaimer on TMS website that said “No Perfect Mom’s Allowed”. If there
were, I would surely hit the subscribe button. Count me in because you
definitely won't find a perfect mama this way. That whole perfect mom thing can
be so overwhelming. Yet many of us find ourselves trying to fit the image of
what we think a perfect mom is or should be. We look online and see what other
people are doing with their kiddos and think, “Wow, my kids don't do anything”
or “I never do that with my kids” and we throw ourselves into the "Worst
Mom Ever" category.
This is
definitely how I have been feeling lately. Recently, I have been finding myself
a little sad about my relationship with my oldest son. He is now 8 and it just
seems like all we do is argue. What perfect mom argues with their kids? Well, I
do so that removes me from that category.
It just
seems like he never listens or he is being dishonest to cover up or avoid
getting in trouble which only causes me to get upset. He goes around annoying
his sisters which causes them to get upset and cry; which causes me to have to
say something to him about how he is treating them; which causes him to get
upset and this vicious cycle continues. I have been to the point of tears from
the level of frustration I have had with my son. Every night I ask God to help
me with our relationship. I’m constantly trying to figure out what my son needs
from me. Having tried all that I know to do, what's left? To top it off, many
times I feel like I’m the only one in the world trying to raise a Godly young
man that doesn't seem to show Christ in his behavior. What am I doing wrong?
This doesn’t happen to the perfect moms I see at church, on television or on
Facebook!
I was so
relieved one day when God reminded me that,
Perfection is a label I have placed on myself. I can take the
label off at any moment and the pressure that comes along with it will
instantly be removed, allowing me to freely be the mama God created me to be. -Rachel Scott
What a true
and honest statement! I am putting to much pressure on myself to be perfect,
something even God doesn’t even expect of me. He created me as an imperfect
being which means even in me being a mom, he expects me NOT to be perfect so
that my imperfections will lead me to Him. He never expected me to be
perfect but to freely be me.
At any given
moment if you walked into my house you may see some paper on the floor and
crayon art on the wall. My kids may be arguing for 5 minutes and laughing 5
minutes later. They may be whining about being bored or pouting over having to
read a book. All in the first 10 minutes of your visit, but what you will find
is a warm loving home filled with imperfect parents and imperfect children
trying to serve an all perfect God.
-Rachel Scott
