Friday, June 12, 2015

When Pride Can Crush Me and My Children Teach Me Humilty

 It's warm out. Dark clouds are passing over and rain has fallen lightly now several times over. The birds have taken up a chorus and the breeze is pleasant.

I can't help but wish that time could just stop for a moment.


My kids have worn down the grass under each individual swing. There is chalk and crayon on a garden pot, the deck, and our outdoor furniture. Evidence of their living, their creativity, and their constant imagination.


I so often worry about the unimportant, the things I see as visual aid to my flaws.

My husband hung a cupboard the other night. It was new - but it was broken as soon as he took it out of the box. I heard him say it, and I brushed it off. It was a temporary fix and I thought not much of it until I saw it. Two very large chunks of cupboard were broken off on the underside. Visible. Unappealing.

I told my friend, "It's not a big deal. I just want something pretty, though." I felt that familiar twinge of guilt - the twist of pride.

With kids it's a daily lesson to shift your focus. Kids have this incredible way of using things until they're bent, damaged, and often broken. It doesn't matter how much you coach them to be careful.

They have this way of living life to the fullest, to the ultimate pinnacle, enjoying all the moments - small or large. They have this way of being able to brush off the unimportant stuff and focusing on the moments.

They don't need someone to say, "Listen to the birds." they already do. They don't need me to encourage them to feel the breeze because they're running with it.


They remind me that in the imperfection there is beauty. In the rain there is life.

A broken cupboard, some tattered baseboards, a weedy yard those aren't the important things. They don't say anything about me. My joy however does.

Living, doing, loving, listening, running, breathing. Beauty and joy abundant.





8 comments:

  1. sometimes we need to take a lesson from the kids :D

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  2. Pride can get in the way a lot. I have been there soo many times. It is wonderful that you are acknowledging it though. BTW I can send you a picture of my taller-than-most-kids-weeds in my front and back yard if it'll help you. :)

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  3. This is a beautiful post. Kids teach us so much! My oldest daughter had always let things slide off her back real fast. It's been such an example for me.

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  4. This is a beautiful post. Kids teach us so much! My oldest daughter had always let things slide off her back real fast. It's been such an example for me.

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  5. I found that I was holding my house as a source of pride to the point it was making it a shrine to our lovely building and stuff. Not the goal!! I want it to be a testament to a busy, loving family. Now, stuff sits longer in the middle of the floor. I'm not steam cleaning my baseboards in case we have drop-in company. I've stopped trying to make everything perfect, and everything is so much better. I'd rather live in a little clutter that spend my life decluttering. Kids grow too fast. My house will be perfectly clean one day and I'll be sad that they're gone.

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  6. I am so amazed at how God uses my daughter to refine me. He strips away the pride and daily shows me how to be a more loving person.

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  7. What a nice moment! My husband and I have been trying to have another child for years. So as our children get older, the thought that they could be our last inspires me to have moments like this a lot. My sweet boys are only temporarily with me and I want their memories of their time at home to be sweet too and not filled with a Mommy to busy to appreciate it.

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  8. I think that pride is something I'm constantly working on! Too bad I can't just get it right and then be done forever with it! :) Thanks for being so transparent! This was a blessing!

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