Hey, I'm Not Perfect Either!

It's tempting, especially with social media, to give the impression that we have our lives all nicely put together. It's also tempting to believe the lie that others have it together, but you don't. Can I just be real here and let you know just how "not together" things sometimes are in my life? There are days when I get up with a list and accomplish everything on that list and those days feel good. But, those days don't happen everyday.

For example, I got up today ready to clean, do laundry, etc...but my little munchkin wanted to snuggle. She had some dental work done yesterday so she is a little whiny and tired today. So, nothing got done..expect the snuggling.

As it should be.

I have a perpetual pile of laundry on my couch. It is clean, so I feel somewhat accomplished. I still managed last night to not have clean underwear for my daughter. How is that possible? Out of all the clothes piled on the couch, I had somehow managed to not wash her underwear. Then, alas! I found one pair in the pile! I then proceeded to wash a load of mostly underwear...

So, there's that...

Some days, I get up and know exactly what I am cooking for dinner. Other days, it nags at me all day until about 3:00 when I realize with panic that the countdown is on...

Spaghetti anyone?

I make lists when I go to the store, but I still forget stuff. My husband jokes about how often I go to the store....almost once a day. Thankfully, the store is around the corner...

Showering is not usually the first thing I do, unless I have an early appointment. That's right..it's sweats and t-shirts most of the day. I love dressing up and accessorizing, but I will often make that once a day trip to the store :) in my sweats because I am okay with not always being put together.

Can you see my less than perfect yet?

My sink will most likely be full all day. No matter if I do the dishes three times a day or once...there will always be a pile to wash...

Can dirty dishes be part of my kitchen decor?

My blinds and baseboards need dusting and don't even get me started on the ceiling fans....dust bunny doesn't begin to describe it.

I wish those bunnies would hop right off and out the door...

I forgot, not long ago, to pack a sandwich in my daughter's lunch box. I packed everything but the sandwich...

maybe I packed my brain in there instead...

I loose it sometimes. The whining and fighting sometimes sounds like nails on a chalkboard. There are days when patience is lost on me....so I loose it...and then I apologize...

and then I eat chocolate.

This is a small list of less than perfect things that happen in my life on a daily basis. You know what all that stuff represents, though? Life. All those things that I call my lack of planning or organizing or whatever are all signs of life in my home. Without a family, there are no piles of laundry or dishes to wash. Without my little monkey there is no cuddling instead of cleaning. Without my family, my less than perfect could maybe become a little more perfect...

but I don't want perfect.

It's my calling as the manager of this home, to make it a place where messy, unexpected and unpredictable can happen. I teach, yes. I teach my kids how to be responsible, to clean, to take care of things...but I don't teach them that those things make them loved or wonderful. I leave room for error...something I've not always been good at. There was a time when I would not have shared so honestly about my life. There was a time when I thought I needed you to see it all looking good so I would be called worthy.

No more.

I'd much rather live on the side of imperfect and messy where grace saturates my home than to live on the other side, where perfection is never attained and I exhaust myself trying to meet it's unreachable standard. No, I don't have it all put together and quite frankly, no one does. Everyone has a story, everyone has a mess to work with...everyone. So, to those who feel the pressure to live up to what you think is the standard, I say let it go! Let go of the need to be, "like that."

God is working on me right now. He is teaching me a whole lot about living in this moment and not trying so hard to get to the next. He is teaching me a whole lot about seasons and how my life will always function in seasons. Every season is necessary. My job is to dress for the season, and let him lead. Right now, my season is full of dishes, laundry, spaghetti and lunch boxes. This season is full of messy and beautiful all together. You know what I think we can do for each other that is far more helpful than trying to give a good impression?

We can share.

We can share the things we learn along the way. We can share the little tricks we learn to save time or money...or sanity. We can share our favorite recipe that gets us out of last minute crisis. We can share our organizing secret that someone else might can use in their life. We can share our burdens with each other and in so doing...share the love of Christ. Lets start a revolution of sharing in our imperfections and rejoicing with each other in our accomplishing. No need to compare, no need to perform. Lets just be one, united in the one thing that makes it all worth doing...Jesus.

 Be encouraged today, as I am, that whatever season you are in, imperfection is permitted and grace abounds. So, plaster those drawings to the front of the fridge, fight that spaghetti stain with a bottle of Shout, wipe the noses, dry the tears...and sing the song of grace while doing it all. Because, well, at the end of the day...grace will always abound.

"But to each one of us grace was given according to the measure of Christ's gift." Ephesians 4:7

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