This past weekend I had the unique opportunity to return to the area we lived earlier this year. It was my daughter’s 16th birthday, and more than anything, she wanted to spend the weekend with her closest friends. One family generously allowed us to invade and helped plan all the festivities, inviting many of those who most touched our lives to spend some time with us. It was a wonderful few days.
I should mention that the woman of the family who let us moved in is often placed on a pedestal by those who meet her. I will tell you that in her life she has wrestled with God many times, allowed Him to mold her and change her. She doesn’t always give in to Him easily or gracefully, but her heart seeks God and yearns to give Him nothing but the best.
Because of this, she is a blessing to her husband and children. No, she’s not perfect, and she’ll be the first to tell you so. But women see her as a real life example of the woman we should all strive to be.
And what do I think, after spending three days in her home?
She sometimes gets impatient and frustrated. Her walls and belongings show all the dings and dents familiar to those raising children. She’d like to sleep in when her children get up early, and she’d prefer to go to bed when a child wakes up in the middle of the night. She’d like to cut back on sugar, but won’t refuse a slice of birthday cake. An hour in the Bible would soothe her soul, but she grasps moments when she can get them in between the needs of her home.
She is a normal wife and mother and friend who loves imperfectly. But walks in grace and strives, above all else, to love.
Perhaps that is the greatest lesson we can all learn from her. My friend.