Proverbs 31:10b: “She is worth far more than rubies.”
After an already adventurous week with Jaci, my almost two-year-old, I thought the rough part was over. One call to poison control, nail polish all over the floors and couch, yogurt smeared on mirrors, chairs, and the floor, one wasp nest escapade and several run aways to climb ladders and fences, and then saving the baby from the top of ladders and fences, it felt like enough trials to stretch my ever developing character to the max. But a little more adventure was needed to top off the week.
I woke up early, thinking it was my day and opportunity to shine. My husband was preparing to leave on a business trip. I wanted him to come home to a clean house, washed sheets, a yummy dinner and his favorite desert fresh out of the oven. After dropping my daughter Kate off at school, I dug in and started cleaning as fast as I could.
The cleaning went something like this. I picked up and Jaci put twice as much back on the floor. I went faster, but she was faster than me. So I decided to wash the dishes. While I washed, she threw clean dishes onto the floor. Child safety latches were no match for her skilled hands. I vacuumed. Jaci dumped chips all over the floor and the kitchen table I’d just cleaned. I cleaned mirrors; Jaci rubbed her greasy chip hands all over the mirrors. I did get the bath tub clean. Go me!!!
Then my phone rang. It was my husband calling to tell me he loved me and thought I was precious. He said, “You are perfect, even if you don’t get everything done.” He told me he loved me just like I was and what a great wife and mother he thought I was. He reassured me of his unfailing love for me that wasn’t based on my ability to be perfect. He finished by telling me to enjoy Jaci and to enjoy the day. What a great man.
I took a moment to brush my teeth, get dressed and put a little eye liner and mascara on. It was almost time to get Kate from school. I hadn’t baked the pie, washed the sheets or set out meat for dinner yet. But I thought about what my husband said. Even when I fall short of perfect, I am loved. I smiled and went to get Jaci, who, by the way, I thought was watching Funny Bunny in the living room. Nope.
I walked into the living room, and my heart dropped. Jaci’s clothes were off and she was squatting on the once clean floor watching herself go poo poo. I yelled, “Jaci no!” and ran to her. I was too late. She had walked in the poo poo and was smearing it all around. I grabbed her up and ran for bathroom. Poo poo got all over the sparkly clean tub.
As I washed sweet busy little Jaci, I thought about how much effort I had put into trying to be a perfect wife and mother. I also thought about grace, God’s grace and reflected on my husbands’ phone call. Then my thoughts rested on this Truth, on a much bigger scale than my husband, God loves me regardless of my imperfections. I began thanking God for His grace and unfailing love.
God’s perfect plan was to send His Son Jesus to die in the place of imperfect people, and to offer us new life in Him. Jesus perfection is enough. God loves us right where we are at! I know He agrees, with flaws and all, mothers are amazing! God loves you, and the job you do is so very important.
Amanda Reese is a wife, mother, writer and Christian speaker in Southwest Missouri. Her love for Christ and the God created institute of marriage and family sparks a desire to share God’s Word through devotions that apply to life and motherhood. Through tears, laugher, and all sorts of mistakes, she shares about God’s faithfulness and love.