I had typed a post up one morning after church, waiting for my husband to get some coffee before he, the babe, and I drove to a wedding a couple of hours away. And it was a really compelling, revelation-packed post that uplifted and encouraged me. I was so excited to share it with you.
However, as I was typing it on my phone and I’m still working on understanding the blogging ap, I accidentally deleted it. The thing is, the post was about being perfect and how I’m not (none of us are – sorry if that’s a shocker to you!). And so my perfectly imperfect self deleted my amazing post. Figures, huh?
Now, though, as I try and fail to recreate that post, it strikes me as oddly fitting. I’m not perfect. I mess up technology (and other things) on occasion. Ok, more than on occasion. Often.
Moving on to the point I wanted to make, though. (And this can apply to more than just motherhood; insert whatever you want there. Is it being a good friend? A wife? A daughter? Whatever vocation you find yourself filling, just plug it in.) I’m not a perfect mom. I wish that I was and pray that I will be someday and hope that I get better. But I know that this side of heaven, I never will be. I’ll be too short with my kids on occasion (some occasions more frequently than others), let the household chores get away from me now and then (especially now), and not support my husband like I should (indulging in selfishness tends to do that).
St. Paul pleaded with God to take away a problem he had, a thorn in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to torment him. Three times he begged, three times he was told no.
No? God allows bad things to happen to us? How dare He! But here is His answer to Paul, and to us, when we ask for it to be easier, for it to not take so much effort.
“But he said to me, <sup class="crossreference" value="(A)”> ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for <sup class="crossreference" value="(B)”> my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that <sup class="crossreference" value="(C)”> the power of Christ may rest upon me.”(II Cor 12:9)
I am weak and unable to do it all. So are you. But God promises to fill our weakness with His grace, to make what is not enough, plenty. In Christ, we are made perfect. When we try and fail, His grace fills in the gaps.
We still struggle, we never give up, we don’t stop trying. But we also know that God’s mercies never end, and He fills our insufficiency, makes us sufficient.
God makes us sufficient.
Not because we try hard enough or do it almost good enough. But because He loves us.
God makes us enough.
Breathe that in for a moment.
Lord God, forgive my inability to serve You and others as I should. Help me to do better, and grant me rest in the knowledge that You are with me through it all, filling my insufficiencies and making me enough. In the name of Christ I ask this, and for His sake. Amen.