I always find myself assessing my life around the beginning of the new year. Maybe it’s because I want each year to be better than the one before. While there is nothing wrong with having goals, for me there is a danger as I look back at the previous year and only see where I am found wanting.
I want to be better wife, mother, daughter, friend, writer and Christian. There is so much that I want to accomplish in this world that when I look back at the past year it’s easy for all I did achieve to look like little or nothing by comparison.
I am someone who often thrives on excellence and focus. If I can’t do something to a certain standard, it’s difficult for me to do it. I have to have a reasonable likelihood of success before I’m going to make an attempt. Again, a desire for excellence isn’t bad, but it puts all the focus on my skill and endurance and none on the value of the attempt itself.
Some things in life are worth doing imperfectly rather than not at all Click To TweetIf I had waited until I was confident I could be a perfect parent I wouldn’t have had children, or at least certainly not a second (and third child). I can look at the ways I aspire to be a better parent while still acknowledging my successes.
I think the root of the whole thing may be, why am I so obsessed with growth and improvement? Certainly growth is healthy and necessary but the drive to be better, smacks of a need to prove myself. My best will never be good enough, that’s why I need Jesus. That doesn’t mean that I don’t continue striving to be more like him.
When my goal is to be more Christlike, even my failure is success. Click To TweetEven my limited and woefully inadequate efforts will bring me further than I am right now and God graciously meets me where I am.
Life doesn’t have to be all or nothing. In fact it can’t be. I cannot give up being a wife in order to put all the energy behind being the perfect mother. I cannot simply walk away from or outsource all of my parenting in an effort to become the best possible Christian I want to be. That is not how the process works. It’s all connected.
As I work towards becoming a less angry mother, I find I can also be a better friend. As I prioritize my spiritual growth, I find my marriage grows stronger. As I develop a regular writing habit, I find I can take more joy in my children. We don’t grow in just one areas at a time. We are constantly becoming better.
Better is good, as long as we don't mistake better for more worthy. Click To Tweet
So glad God meets us where we are!
Never worry about being better, Bethany. Just be you; it’s enough.