Friday, April 15, 2011
The perfect family
Why can't my family be like that?
Our dinners are loud. Food usually gets smeared across our dining room table and the kids aren't exactly quiet or even want to learn how to give thanks for our food. We walk in our Church and my kids take off doing laps around the Sanctuary. They scream and giggle and make messes. Thank you Jesus for a Church family who loves us so much that they play with my kids in their wildness. We have our family photos taken and my kids get scared of the photographer because they don't know her and it takes every bit of bribing and coaxing and promises of ice cream and cake to get them to even look at the camera. My husband does the best he can and with God's help he's getting better but we are a work in progress.
We are not a perfect family.
We are messy
We are loud.
But we LOVE. We love each other and our friends unconditionally. We know we aren't perfect. And I'm learning not to even try to look perfect. Perfection is my enemy, sometimes it's a battle. Sometimes I just want us to be the perfect family. But we love and perfection doesn't exist. We will never be perfect. But we will always have love.