MY LIFE HAS NEVER BEEN PERFECT
It may have looked that way, but it never was. I know, I had an exciting career, a wonderful husband, three great kids, and many other things for which I am very grateful. That’s just what you see. There are lots of ugly imperfections you don’t see. I wish everything was perfect, but it’s not. In fact Romans 7:18 is so true, nothing good lives in me. There are plenty of people who can testify to that!
NOT SO PERFECT PARTIES
For each of my kids’ high school graduations, I wanted to throw the perfect party and I wanted it outdoors. That’s always risky. When my last child graduated it seemed to finally all come together. Previously, my oldest daughter’s party was assembled in the front yard. Striving for perfection, the yard and flowerbeds were newly manicured. Tables were set up displaying her numerous accomplishments. One table had a gymnastics theme and one had books with academic medals celebrating her academic achievements. There was also a table with cheerleading memorabilia.
My son is a chemistry whiz and majors in chemical engineering. His graduation party had a Pinterest-worthy chemistry theme. We even had a platter of square cookies iced to look like the periodic table of elements. Tables were set out on the lush grass and adorned with flower filled beakers and flasks. The weather was cooperative.
HARDLY ANYONE CAME…
The state soccer tournament was that weekend. His grandparents had a birthday party to attend. While I really appreciate all who were able to attend, there are over one hundred elements in the periodic table. We ate helium and beryllium iced cookies for a long time.
MY LAST SHOT
Finally, the weather was beautiful. The tables were set around the pool with gingham pastels. Picture it: a breakfast buffet complete with a bisquit bar was elegantly displayed. We had plenty of guests who seemed to genuinely enjoy themselves. Everything LOOKED perfect. There is just something I need you to know.
MY AUSSIE THREW UP
Everywhere. She has a sensitive stomach, and she gobbles her food like she hasn’t eaten in days. Nothing like cleaning up dog vomit before a lovely party to remind you that life is not perfect. When you look at others lives you only see what is on display, not what is in the trashcan. You smell the air freshener, not the stench of the day. We are very good at covering up the ugly stuff in our lives and pretending everything is perfect.
PROBLEM IS, IT ISN’T REAL
The charades convinced me. They defeated me. For so many years I sat in church thinking that everyone around me had it all together. When I finally realized that no one seriously did, including myself, it freed me. I decided it was time to be honest, to be real, to be raw. My solution to counter the self condemnation that we all struggle with was to share encouragement through teaching. For several years I taught a women’s class called Heartlifters. My entire motive for teaching was to prove that I didn’t have it all together. Because if you think I do, then we cannot relate. If you look at anyone and think their life is perfect you will think yours doesn’t measure up. Anyone know what I am talking about? My life has never been perfect, even before being diagnosed with myasthenia gravis. I suspect yours isn’t either. I would be willing to bet we’ve all had a little vomit on our parties.
Let’s just admit it and PARTY ON!
“Not that I have already reached the goal or am already fully mature, but I make every effort to take hold of it because I also have been taken hold of by Christ Jesus” Phillipians 3:12 HCSB