motherhood

The lesson I learned from my Thanksgiving pecan pie.

pecan pieI have made pecan pie before and it turned out really good, but this one did not. I think I left it in the oven a little too long. It came out of the oven and the crust and pecans were a little on the well done side.

I went to cut a piece to check the middle and it wasn’t burnt. It was ooey gooey.

So I tried some.

And it was delicious.

So I ate some more. And so did my mom and husband.

After we had finished digging out the center of the pie I began to think…

That pie wasn’t perfect, but it was good.

Kind of like life and motherhood.

As mothers we are not perfect (at least I’m not). Sometimes my edges and life’s edges feel a little burnt. Things get hard, I’m overdone because I have put too much on my plate and I become stressed and become a little rough around the edges.

But I don’t give up. Why? Because it’s the middle that matters the most. The center. The heart. My heart.

In my motherhood journey I’ve come to accept that hard days are inevitable. I’m human. I’m not superwoman and that’s ok.

I have bad days. We all do and I don’t fill myself with guilt at the end of those days. I take a nice relaxing bath. I pray. I ask God to forgive me for the things I said and did that did not glorify Him and ask Him to strengthen me in those areas where I am weak.

The Bible says in Lamentations 3:22-23, “The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.”

If God, the creator of the world, the One who created me, who knows I mess up and will continue to mess up, can give me new mercies each morning, then I can give myself new mercies each morning.

My days of mothering are not perfect. And yours probably are not either. But let’s not focus on those hard, burnt edges, let’s focus on that ooey gooey middle because that is the part that is oh so good!