There is an article making it’s way around Facebook recently. You should read it.
Here’s a quote.
“We call it PerfectWorld,” says a friend from the women’s ministry. “Only Molly lives there. The rest of us get to learn spiritual lessons.”
We all know “Molly”… maybe we have been “Molly” from time to time.
Molly says things like this on Facebook,
“My hot husband is also my most cherished friend!”
Or this classic,
“Precious time with the Lord today,” she wrote recently. The next day it was, “Blueberry scones, hot cocoa, a warm fire and my favorite devotional = Perfect morning.”
We present the perfect snippets of our life to the world. Pinterest worthy moments for all to see.
You’ve seen my birthday parties and holidays, new hair cuts, date nights, neatly clean and decorated rooms, trips to the zoo or the park, and yummy food pictures.
What is the world NOT seeing in your life as you engage in the affair called “social media”?
I’ve tried through this blog and on Facebook to present a “real me”… but let’s be honest, even the “real me” I present is not the whole truth and nothing but the truth so help me God.
Allow me to shatter the glass house and stomp on the rose colored glasses…….
Marriage: It’s hard work. We’ve been through a heap load of stuff that no one should have to walk through, but we did. We decided to stick it out. We worked hard for what we have. We still get caught up in life and neglect each other’s hearts from time to time. We have fights…. not as often as we did years past, but still we fail each other.
Parenting: We have no idea what we are doing. Some of our kids are very rude and self absorbed at the moment. I have no idea how to teach them manners. I pray one day that they decide to be kind to each other because right now they are a bunch of meanies. We did ok with the first three, but we acknowledge that they will most certainly need therapy because of our short comings. We shake our heads and marvel that they turned out so cool and actually like us.
Church and God: We have been to church 2x this year. Maybe. The last time I had hot cocoa by a warm fire with my Bible was….. well I can’t remember. I don’t have daily devotions, but I talk to God all day long. I’m pretty sure He’s listening even though I’m not sitting down eating a scone. I love God, but I do not like a lot of what I see people doing who claim to follow Him. I think there are a lot of things that people are getting wrong, and I think He’s most happy when we love and serve each other.
Adoption: Adoption is flipping hard. Parenting broken kids is hard. Separating your heart from the actions of a broken child is hard. Sometimes I get mad at a child when it’s not really their fault at all. Sometimes I forget the story. Sometimes I lose my temper. I forget to get mad about the crap my kid when through and I get mad at my kid instead.
The Daily Grind: I get in a tizzy a lot. You know what a tizzy is, right? When you get all worked up, hot and bothered because well just because. I do that. Yep, I’m the queen of the tizzy. I swear sometimes. I’ve slammed a few doors and stormed out of a room. I’m not patient. I’m not organized. My desk is almost always a mess except for when I clean it every two weeks or so. I have corners of clutter in my house. When I clean one out, another one pops up.
You get it?
I’m not perfect. I could go on and on and on.
Even when I share “real stories” about bad stuff, you still MOSTLY see the pretty moments of my life.
You see the Instagram with the soft filter.
And you don’t typically see the unfiltered, make up half way off version of me.
So tonight it’s the real me with all my faults and weaknesses. Sharing with the real you, accepting you for who you are.
Knowing that He who loves us is full of grace and mercy.
Knowing that sharing the real me will help more than it will hurt.
So if your kid pooped in the tub or threw a tantrum the size of Texas.
If you fought with your husband and said mean words to your kids.
If you fed everyone Kraft Macaroni and Cheese because you were too tired to cook.
If you made a boxed cake mix for your kids party.
If you used paper plates all week for dinner.
If you have worn the same sweat pants for 3 days (and you slept in them too).
Just know you are beautiful and loved and precious.
You don’t have to be “Pinterest” perfect or “Facebook” fake.
Just be you.
It’s ok. We’ll all probably like you better that way anyway!