I wish I was calm and reacted with complete patience even when a kid "forgot" to do their homework until 8:05 at night.
I wish I always thought the utmost best of my dear sweet hard working husband every time he comes home later than I was originally told.
I wish I remembered to pack a fruit and a veggie in my kids lunchboxes everyday. I also wish I ate as healthy as I tell them to eat.
I wish my second-born would respond to criticism from her brother with a Jesus-like reply. I wish that brother would always consider the sibling before himself.
I wish my youngest would say things like "no problem mother. I will gladly do whatever you wish because I know you love and want the best for me."
Alas, it is not so. Shocking I know.
Currently I hear a whiny cry from the living room. Also some arguing. Maybe I should check that out.
God reminded me today that we don't have to be a perfect family to adopt.
I have this crappy habit of looking at other's lives and reading their blogs and assuming that they have everything where it should be. Their children never sass. That mama never gets annoyed. And geez, is her house as perfect as her hair? While they are probably not as perfect as I perceive them, it doesn't even matter.
God has called us to adopt two of his sweet special kids and he already knows all the imperfections of our family. We don't scare him. He doesn't pace his golden floor rethinking his plans because I yelled at my kids for yelling at each other.
This perfectionist found great comfort in that thought today.
And if there is anyone out there reading this that doesn't feel perfect enough to do _______________... think again!
"We have this treasure from God, but we are like clay jars that hold the treasure. This shows that the great power is from God, not from us."
2 Corinthians 4:7
"With God's power working in us, God can do much, much more
than anything we can ask or imagine."
We don't have to be perfect, we just have to say yes to Jesus.
Can I get a hallelujah?