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You're enough!

Last night we decided to make it a movie night since I was sick all day. We always like to pick family movies that we can enjoy with the kids. We ended up watching "Mom's Night Out". The movie was all about a stay at home who had 3 kids, and always felt overwhelmed with everything. These kids' misbehavior was definitely exaggerated for the movie. She was a clean fanatic who was also trying to run a blog. She seemed a bit OCD trying to have everything in order and under control all the time and there was so much in her that I could relate to!

As a mom, there were so many expectations I held in my mind before I actually had kids. I still have expectations in my head on a daily basis. All ones that I'm learning to let go of. In my mind, the kids will be great, we will have a nice family meal, do school work and still have family time or reading time. In my mind everyone will say yes mom and get things done. In my mind, I won't burn the rice. The kids will eat all their food without whining or complaining. There will be no tantrums or fighting. I'd be this perfectly made up wife for my husband. The house would always be clean. The table set for dinner by the time he gets home. The kids would have a routine and I'd be there to take them to their sports or extra activities. I'd volunteer at school all the time. I'd be patient. I wouldn't forget to sign forms and return them the next day. I'd have endless amounts of energy and be able to get it all done.




There was so much I could relate to the character about because her husband knew that she was doing a great job taking care of the kids, and the house while he was working. Her friends would encourage her and let her know she was doing an awesome job with the kids. Yet she revealed at the end of the comedic movie, that she was struggling with feeling like she wasn't enough. And that's where the tears started rolling down my face. Because that's my struggle daily. And if I don't get my thoughts in check, its something that can consume me or depress me. Not only could I relate, but I imagined this is how most moms feel. That we don't do enough. Either we are not making enough money, spending enough time with our kids. Its never clean enough, the meals are never tasty enough. Or if you're like me, I'm not patient enough. I dont think before I speak enough. I don't look good enough....etc etc.
 


We beat ourselves up with unrealistic expectations. You my friend, mother, wife, sister, grandma, whatever you are...you are enough. Let go of expectations we hold so high for ourselves. God made no mistake when he made you and gave you those children to take care of. He knew we weren't perfect and yet if we trust in Him, we know that in Jesus...We are enough. He has equipped us and prepared us for all the things we must handle instead of looking at your mess and all the things that go wrong on a daily basis, start looking up. And Know that God is in control. That we are a masterpiece to Him and its in Him he takes our mess and makes it beautiful. Outside of Him, we won't find perfection, but if rest in Him, we are able to let go and enjoy every single blessing He puts in front of us. Know and trust He is sufficient for us.

Ephesians 6:10
" Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might"

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