Tuesday Grace Letters: You Are Beautiful

Mundane Faithfulness

The assignment: Next weeks grace letter is a free week. Share your heart. Write a love letter of grace of your choosing.

I wrote this letter in response to the assignment from Kara at Mundane Faithfulness… click the image or the link to read more letters from other bloggers and to learn more about Kara and her heartbreakingly amazing story.


“God doesn’t make mistakes.”

We say it. We hear it. We know it. But do we believe it deep down in our hearts? Do we believe it applies to us? Or that it applies ALL of the time? Do we give ourselves that much grace?

We falter. We are human after all, so far short of God’s perfection. And yet… yet, made in His image. His children. Beloved and wonderfully made. We are are precious and loved. We ARE beautiful. We are short, tall, skinny and fat. We have bad haircuts, shiny foreheads, adult acne, unflattering fashion choices, unwanted moles, gray hairs, hangnails, stubborn hearts, bad attitudes and mean spirits. We ARE beautiful.  No matter what our perceived imperfections or shortfalls, God doesn’t make mistakes, we are His workmanship. We need to feel that and believe it. We are His.

Let yourself feel it. Believe it. Know it. You are beautiful.

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Click on the image above for a downloadable (and printable) PDF.

You are loved.

For many reasons I find it easy to forget that Easter is about love. The love that God had for us – how deep, wide and vast it was – and how that love prompted Him to sacrifice His one and only son for us. There is so much more that can be said, has been said, but I will leave it at that. Remember you are loved. We know this because of Easter.
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Tuesday Grace Letters: To the future fathers of my grandchildren

Mundane Faithfulness

The assignment: Write a love letter to your children as parents. Write them a letter a grace for their future days of parenting. Send them your best love for the moment they become parents or the moment in which they currently live as parents. Share your love, your joy, your heart, and certainly grace.

I wrote this letter in response to the assignment from Kara at Mundane Faithfulness… click the image or the link to read more letters from other bloggers and to learn more about Kara and her heartbreakingly amazing story.


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Dear Liam and Jack: Now you know. You are each parents and now you know (nearly) how much I love you. Or at least you know a measure of the love I have for you, because I believe the quantity of a parent’s love for their children is infinite and grows each minute that child is known by that parent’s heart. It is true, a parent doesn’t always like their child (frankly, sometimes your kids can be jerks and it’s normal not to like a jerk – it’s a sign of common sense) but a true parent always loves their children – no matter what. So now you know.

True, you are both fathers and I am a mother and therefore different in a way –  certainly our perspective of parenthood may be different due to the inherent differences of the sexes and the changes in the times that we are parenting – but parenthood is, at is essence, universal. God entrusted you to my care, just as He entrusted your offspring to your care – it is one of the most important things you will ever do. You are perfectly suited to parent your children – make no mistake about it.

And it is all the wonderful things you can imagine BUT (yes, as is often the case with the BIG LIFE things, there is a BUT…) it is also the most challenging and frustrating, it is exhausting, often not rewarding and it battles for your attention when you know other things need your focus – it can wreck havoc on your relationship with your spouse and negatively impact your career. Do not be fooled… it is not a walk in the park, it is not for the faint of heart and it can take you down. The worst thing you could ever do is assume it will not take work and that it will be easy, if you do that, you will fail yourself and you will fail your kids.

I realize that this sounds defeatist and all a little scary but it is not… (well, it is scary because it is a big task). I would be remiss if I didn’t warn you of the pitfalls and instead just sang the wonders of the beauty of parenthood – I would fail you as a parent. But trust that as hard as it can be, God will carry you through when you ask for His help – He will guide you to answers, bring people alongside you to shoulder the burden and give you grace in the very moments when you need it most. You will love and you will love and you will love. And when it is hard, all that love will shore you up and you will carry on through… you will laugh in the middle of the night when your baby just won’t stop crying (you may also scream and/or cry – that’s okay), your world will not end when your toddler pulls all the stuffing out of the couch cushions or douses the the living room with chocolate sauce or punches his brother square in the face in the middle of the grocery store (Jack, those were all you), you will get creative with your consequences when faced with a stubborn, hard-headed child and teen, and someday you will come to cherish every minute spent waiting, transporting and worrying (more in retrospect than in the moment, because in the moment it kind of sucks). Because all of that – and so, so much more – adds up to parenthood.

It is a gift to be a parent, a gift that doesn’t always feel like a blessing. You can go through life without being a parent and I think that your life would be fine because that was the plan God laid out for you – but once you are a parent, that’s it – you are always a parent. No matter how old your child is or what happens to them – you are always a parent. Parenthood is forever. It starts in an instant but it is no tiny thing.

Know this: I may love God and your father more than both of you – as it should be – but you are the only two beings I ever loved from the very instant I knew of you. And you will feel the same way about your own kids… it so makes all the rest of it not really matter, because you would do it all again, in a heartbeat to know your children and love them. But knowing you’d do it all over again doesn’t mean you’ll always enjoy it, just as something being hard doesn’t mean it isn’t worth it. You guys are so worth it and your kids are so worth it.

May you go on the journey full of grace and peace and the knowledge that God prepared you for this. And don’t forget the secret weapon that is known as Grandparents Camp – the magical place you can ship your kids off to in order to get a much-needed break from your little cherubs. Your dad and I will welcome them with open arms – we love them nearly as much as we love you both!

Monday Randoms

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  • Spring officially starts in 4 days – the temperature was in the low single digits this morning and it is currently only 16 degrees… but Thursday we can look forward to a high of 40. I laugh. And again, I blog about weather. At least the snow is melting – though I fear the large piles at the end of our driveway will still be there in a couple months… much smaller, but still there – they were taller than our minivan at one point.
  • Now that spring is approaching, George has decided he can go exploring again when we let him out to do his business. This is not okay. He is small and black, not an idea combination for solo adventuring in a wooded neighborhood or by a road. It’s bad enough that Jack randomly starts crying about George dying without George actually, you know, dying. George may soon find himself on the losing end of a tether…
  • I stopped and got coffee this morning after daycare drop off… watching her pour three shots of espresso over ice made me think that perhaps it was a bit much caffeine. But then I remembered it was Monday and I got over it.
  • Two weeks from today we’ll be in Texas. Hopefully we survive the trip without leaving a child behind. [If a child actually does get left behind, this was purely an accident and totally the fault of the child.]
  • A year ago thoughts of selling our house and moving were just daydreams… as much of a reality as the thought of someday traveling around Europe: nice thoughts, but no concrete plans. I both love and am amazed by how things can come together so very quickly. We called our realtor a week after getting back from spring break and by mid-May, we had sold our house! Say what?
  • Still don’t have a minute of regret to have moved or with our house. I am thankful every day for the blessing it has been and the journey we took to get there. Also thankful the former owners had great taste and picked awesome paint colors!
  • We went to a community expo over the weekend where the boys picked up lots of freebie items… including some plastic rulers. Guess what Jack decided to measure on himself on the way home? If you are having trouble, imagine you are a crude-humored teenage BOY and then guess…
  • I rather love washi tape… if you don’t know what it is, they you are either not a crafter or not a lady…
  • We watched Dallas Buyers Club on Saturday night – without a doubt, we could both understand why Matthew McConaughey and Jared Leto won all of the awards. Amazingly acted, you completely believed they were the characters they played.
  • The cover story in Entertainment Weekly last week was about Orphan Black – a drama on BBC America – talking about how good the show was and how much of a following it has so we decided to watch the pilot. Simon said, and I quote, “I don’t even think I’m enjoying this at all.” I’d say we maybe aren’t the target audience.
  • My husband has a crush on Shakira and I am okay with this because it allows for my Adam Levine crush and therefore we are both happy watching The Voice. I’m also okay because this bumped Kate Beckinsale off his list… I was not okay with her because I just didn’t like her, but Shakira and I would totally be besties – at the very least she’s tiny and would fit in my pocket – a pocket Sharika would come in handy, I’m sure.
  • The boys are signed up for Taekwondo starting after spring break – I cannot wait. Two nights a week for 7 weeks – I hope they like it because I know I will enjoy that hour of peace and quiet while they learn the wonders of martial arts.
  • I went to Trader Joe’s last weekend with my fellow small group ladies and I have some new favorite treats from there: pesto gouda, Irish porter cheddar cheese, Raisin Rosemary Crisps, Cilantro and Jalapeno Hummus, Hot & Sweet Mustard and Tomato Basil Marinara to go along with my old standbys – mini pb cups and cookie butter. Please, Trader Joe’s, come to Grand Rapids – we will love you.
  • Book club is still going strong… love having an excuse to read and an evening to chat with grown ups about what we are reading. Intelligent conversation is marvelous!
  • There are times in my life when I feel more like an adult than others – one such time came last week when I went to an ambassador meeting for a local non-profit foundation. I was the youngest person in the room and we were talking about education and funding for teacher training. These are things I care about and that matter to me which really does make me a grown up.
  • Jack has been refusing to hug or kiss me at bedtime lately – though he will do both to Simon – and while I know logically that I shouldn’t actually be offended by this behavior, it does kind of hurt my feelings. The more we insist on his showing me affection, the more he refuses which is not great for one’s ego. I was mock-crying about it last night at bedtime, trying to garner some sympathy from the little imp and said, “Oh, I guess Jack doesn’t love me any more…” and Liam piped up with, “Well, at least I still love you, mom.” Thanks, kid, love how quickly you accepted your brother’s lack of feelings for your mother. [For the record, I know Jack loves me and he will tell me that, he just WILL NOT show his affection to me, only Simon. I also know this is because he is a twerp and does the same thing to my dad and mom. It’s a phase, but it’s not one I love.] Liam is winning this week as favorite child.

 

For your amusement…

It has been far too long since we had a recounting of all the bizarre search terms that lead people to this blog (past versions here). It is actually quite heartening to see some of the terms like the ones looking for bible verses or inspirational phrases or that include questions about symbrachydachtyly. But then I see all the many, many search terms for some variation of “freakishly long toes” and “ingrown nails” and I question humanity and wonder why all those people want to see pictures of freakishly long toes or ingrown nails and why, 4 times, people specifically searched for “ememby feet photo.” Ewww. And shudder. Also, people clearly still miss and love Skidz pants because that is in the top five most popular items that led people here, right after “roll ’em Fernfock.

Others that have tickled my funny bone:

  • teachers tutorial | Lord help the students of a teacher looking for a tutorial on how to be a teacher. You are in the wrong profession.
  • adorable+preteen+blog | Well, this is a blog. It is not adorable, nor is about preteens so sorry, you are 1 for 3. Also… stop searching for blogs about adorable preteens – no good can come of that for anyone.
  • there are two things I would rather do in my life | Than what? If you’re going to be that specific in a search, you’d think you’d include the thing you’d rather not be doing… And why limit yourself to only two things? Be creative and shoot for at least five things – you can do it!
  • ducklings blown away | Really? Firstly, ducklings aren’t that big so them being blown away is not going to be much to look at. And, just… gross. If you are looking for an “adorable+duck+picture,” click here. Much better than ducklings being blown away, you big dummy.
  • things that perplex a person | This search term makes me imagine some sad little person, suffering from insomnia who decides they have exhausted all other search options for the internet and now they must know more about things that perplex other people (or just a single person) so they can concern themselves with other people’s perplexities.
  • listen hand | I read this as “Listen, hand…” said with great attitude like the person was going to tell that hand right off. In reality, the person was probably searching for the term “listen to the hand” but left off those two small words as the search results would have come back with too many possibilities (user tip: put your phrase in quotes so the only results will match that exact phrase). [Edited because I had a brain fart. Left in for your further enjoyment.]
  • we all stumble or fall but it is what we do for ourselves die with us | This seems like it might be two different quotes (maybe even three) and right now it is currently beyond me to figure out what this person might have meant. Perhaps it’s actually a very deep thought… no, it just doesn’t make sense.
  • instagram photo of girl sitting in sink licking plate | Personally, I prefer to use my dishwasher.
  • couldn’t stop messing my diaper | Either a very advanced baby who knows how to type was using Google OR someone out there needs to visit a gastroenterologist and maybe not my blog.

And in all fairness, here are some of the search terms I’ve used recently:

  • rainbow loom storage
  • how many countries are there in the world
  • pillsbury crescent sausage
  • synonym finder
  • detritus
  • height of normal 7 year old
  • vintage aluminum camping bunk
  • minecraft vector art