The following is a caption from one of my recent Instagram posts.
Being a mom is hard. There is so much pressure on all sides to have it all together and always say or do the right thing. Somewhere along the way we started thinking that to be a good mom you needed to always be the one making Pinterest-worthy treats for every class party, the house needed to always be clean, and if your kid had a grocery store meltdown you automatically failed. Well I don't think any of these things make you a good or bad mom. The standard that I am going to follow is this: do I send my girls out each day reminding them that they are daughters of the King? Do I remind them that their worth is not based on how many birthday parties they are invited to (or not invited to!) but on the fact that Jesus died for them? Their identity is only found in Jesus Christ, not their clothes, report card, or whether they have been to Disney or not. I need to be telling them this every day because the world is cruel and it can bring you down if you don't remember Who you're holding on to. And then the last part? I need to be living this for myself as well. I am redeemed, chosen, worthy. If I believe anything other than that, then I am not setting a good example for my girls and I will miss out on the joy that is mine through Christ.
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