I stood outside our bedroom door with my head resting on the trim.
Jeremy listened. “Mom comparison” comes fast. And hard. And I’d just laid a week’s worth of “what if I’m doing so and so wrong” squarely on his shoulders.
“What is your goal in parenting?”
That’s what he asked me. We’d talked about this before. Again. And Again. And again.
“That our kids would love God supremely.”
It was simple. But easy to lose sight of in the day to day crazy. And easily forgotten as I compare myself to “her” and “them.”
“I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.” (3 John 4)
No greater joy than to know that the 5 who call me Mom are walking in His ways.
It’s not about how they’re doing in soccer. Or the number of words they can read per minute. It’s not measured by the time I do or don’t allow them to play video games. Or how clean they keep their rooms.
No. Walking in the truth is what brings me joy. It’s what will give them joy. Through every day ahead of them.
And it’s what we’ve got to live for. To put our efforts toward. To consider most important.
For them. For us. For a hurting world.
“Love God supremely.”
I’ll fail. So will they. But there’s grace upon grace upon grace.