this kids has endless energy
no i don’t have it all together, but i bet you thought i did, what with the pumping blog, all the comments, advertising, etc. and with my three perfect children who do everything right, are perfectly behaved, never make mistakes, and never spill their milk. and with my perfect house always clean and sparkling…
things are really quite the opposite. in fact the list is long as to what is ‘wrong’ in my life. as it is in many others, dare i say in everyone’s lives? i could go on and on about the mistakes, issues, problems, messes, illness, burdens, and struggles. in MOPS (mother’s of pre-schoolers) this year the theme is “A Beautiful Mess”. i was fine with the theme, no thought about it really, but as the year has gone on i have been realizing what exactly that means.
when Brockman falls and scrapes his knee and cries
it is messy
but it is beautiful because i hold him and console him
and he needs me
and the gift we have in each other
and at first it’s a problem, “oh, no he’s hurt.” but when i look at it, it’s part of life’s beautiful mess.
and now i can truly say what a beautiful mess it is.
the miracle of childbirth is the perfect example. it is messy, painful, terrifying,
then there is the beauty
and total joy.
sometimes life isn’t immediately beautiful after the mess. sometimes there are longer periods of struggle – like the butterfly that emerges from the chrysalis.
if the butterfly doesn’t struggle for hours to emerge it’s wings are not strong enough to fly.
our struggles make us stronger so we too can fly.
and i really don’t have it all together – i would love for you to see the dishes in the sink, the laundry that needs to be folded, the scattered papers that need to be filed. i worry the day all of everything is done and perfect and no one is crying and the house is sparkling,
i would rather have all the mess.
it’s what makes life, life.
right? please tell me i’m on the right track here…