I don’t know about you, but motherhood isn’t exactly what I envisioned it to be. Growing up, I thought I had it all figured out. I was always good with kids, getting them to comply and do what I wanted them to do. As a teacher, I was able to motive my students and encourage them to great heights. I thought I had this parenting thing in the bag.
Boy was I wrong.
Stop trying to be perfect.
Stop it right now!
I’ve lived my life trying to be perfect – always doing the right thing, anticipating what others want me to be and do before they can ask. Let me tell you, it is exhausting and very wrong. God doesn’t expect us to be perfect. He loves us as we are – even the messy parts.
We believe those things in principle, but practice is harder. After all, how can God not expect the best from us? How can He not want us to do everything in our power to be the very best person and Christian we can be?
Flash Fiction By: Christina Banks
Liz sunk into the cushions of the recliner with a sigh. The dishes were done, the laundry folded on the couch, all the toys put away, and, most importantly, Penny was down for her nap. Liz had an hour of sweet freedom. She picked up the novel from the end table, her favorite author’s latest, and found her place. The heroine was about to be abducted by the antagonist.
The hour flew by and before Liz was ready sleepy little feet trundled down the stairs. Penny snuggled up into Liz’s lap.
“Go potty,” Liz reminded, not taking her eyes off the page. The heroine was in danger and the hero still didn’t know where she was. Liz had to find out if he would make it in time.
Six years ago, all the novels I owned fit onto a meager three feet of shelf space. I loved to read Christian fiction but, due to finances, I borrowed books from family and friends instead of purchasing my own.
Getting married and moving to Canada changed everything.
Suddenly, I had time on my hands and all my normal avenues of borrowing books were 500 miles away. To complicate matters, my new husband was still job hunting and our local library’s selection of Christian fiction was laughable at best.
I longed for something new to read without having to pay exorbitant Canadian book prices.
Then I discovered book review blogging