I’m not doing enough, I’m not doing it “right’, quickly turns into I’m not enough, I’m not right.
Allyson: I’m a mommy blogger…I am a mommy blogger…get ready for some pearls of wisdom…I have 3 followers. Yesterday I had 4, so that’s awesome. I am like the Bruce Banner of moms. I don’t want to turn into the Hulk, but it just happens.
From the funny, not-totally-exaggerated messy moments of motherhood to the touching, this-hits-so-close-to-home and heart moments...Moms’ Night Out was just what I needed and wanted in an afternoon date with the Hubs. We laughed because we went during the day, on a Monday, with our one year old in tow. But, isn’t that what you do so often as a Mom? You make do and you get through and choose to laugh instead of crack.
Now, don’t misunderstand, there are many wondrous moments in motherhood, but it is also hard work, isn’t it? Living this dream amidst sibling screams and wondering how it will all work out or when you might be able to workout.
Sean: Hun, your job is…
Allyson: Hard, I know.
Sean: Important, that’s what I was going to say.
A few weeks ago as I welcomed the audience to our Homeschool Talent Showcase I took the liberty of asking all the homeschool moms to stand up for a much-needed, and overdue round of applause. Most teachers (whether public, private or home) hardly ever get the recognition that they deserve. Countless hours put in, often under scrutiny, pouring out and investing day after day. This is often the case for mothers too. The critics talk loud, and unfortunately we are often our worse critics.
Allyson: I can’t get in front of it no matter how much I give, how much I do…I just, I’m not enough.
Bones: For who?
Allyson: I don’t know. Sean, the kids, my mother…God…
Bones: For you? You’re not enough for you.
This tender exchange, between Allyson and Bones, rang true, down deep…tears flowed as another layer was peeled back from the onion, otherwise known as my heart. Husband gave me a knowing look. He already knew this was my struggle, and I had begun to suspect it too. But, there it was, portrayed on screen, causing my head and heart to nod in agreement.
It’s not that I am not enough for them, or him, or her, or Him…it’s me. I am not enough for me. And, on too many days, I beat myself up, and kick myself while I’m already down and wonder why I feel like the Hulk just beneath the surface. They don’t want perfect. They just want me.
I don’t have to be perfect as a wife, or mom, or at life. Because One came who was, and is and always will be. When I align with Him, with Jesus, I am enough. You are enough.
We are enveloped in His love and sufficiency, with all that beautiful grace and daily mercies.
This movie was like a round of applause, for weary mamas, affirming that motherhood is indeed hard but also very important. I hope you have seen it, or will go see it soon. I hope it is like the savory aroma of buttery popcorn and as refreshing as that first sip of cold Pepsi after a long day.
You matter Moms. Maybe you’ll believe it after viewing this uplifting film.:)
With Joy and Thanksgiving,
P.S. Still need more convincing? Check out the movie trailer here.
God will help her when the morning dawns.”