A few evenings ago, we were putting Kieran to bed when he said, "Wait, Mommy!"
This is something he has started doing recently–most likely a stalling tactic for bedtime. :) We have humored him for the most part, and one of us will sit down with him for a couple of minutes and talk about the high points of our day. Often, I just listen as he babbles about whatever is on his mind: the blankets in his bed, the jammies he's wearing, or the special treat he had that day. On this particular evening, Kieran said something to the effect of, "I'm too cold. My blankets are nice and cozy. I get too hot."
"You're just right," I replied.
And as I sat there listening to him chatter, I realized just how much I meant that. For all the struggles we have in our day-to-day learning and growing, I would never change any of the intrinsic traits that make him him. I love him for his strengths and for his weaknesses. I love him for what he has been, what he is, and what he will be. I love him because he so completely fills the place in my heart that only he fits.
I couldn't help but think that I need to take those same words and plant them in my own heart, as well. I need to whisper these words of truth every morning when I wake up, every time I look into the mirror, and every time I fall down in failure.
"You're just right."
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I am not perfect. There are so many ways I could be more. I could be stronger, wiser, more patient, more loving, more gracious, more humble, or more thoughtful. But God, in His infinite wisdom, has made me–for all of my strengths and weaknesses–just as I am. He has given me the things that make me me, for better or for worse. He knows me. He sees me, and He still waits for me, prodigal daughter that I am. He takes me in His arms and says, "I will give you strength. Run to me and find the wisdom you seek. Remember My longsuffering, my steadfast love, and my grace that never runs dry. Remember my Son who humbled Himself and thought of you above His own comfort. Listen to Me–hear Me–and know that, in Me, you can be enough."
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