do you ever feel that way about the stuff you make or do? like what have i gotten myself into? why am i even doing this when i am not an “expert“? did i hurry too much?or is it because i skipped a step? or ’cause i didn’t give it my best?
whatever the reason, i, personally think it doesn’t even really matter. we, as humans spend so much time fretting about stuff that at the end of our lives we just might find, was so insignificant. there is far too much pressure for people, especially women, to “perform”. we are supposed to be sexy. smart. successful. great in the kitchen. the schoolroom-if we homeschool. domestic goddesses. master craft-women. literary geniuses. fitness gurus. gardening experts. etc. etc. i really could go on and on. you get my point. but really my point is this: we are too hard on ourselves regarding the things that don’t matter.
my life is filled with many messes. hobbies, the world calls them. but really, they are messes. i don’t have a lot of time to develop these things i like to do. and so most exploits come out less than perfect. but these hobbies are not my vocation. my vocation is that of a mother and a wife. loving and caring for those that i have been given. those are my masterpieces. i have cooperated with God Himself to bring these children into the world. and have vowed to love this man. and in the end it will matter-significantly-what i have imparted to them. how well i loved. and gave. unselfishly. and many times unnoticed. not whether all of my stitches were straight.
so, in honor of this glorious vocation of motherhood and wife-hood. and as a thank you for being a part of this blog-which is one of my many imperfect creative outlets-i’ve got a little, tiny, insignificant give-away for one of YOU. leave me a comment in the next 48 hours-on this post and i will enter your name. the winner will be announced wednesday. have a blessed week, friends.