Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Super Mom Removes Her Cape

I'm dying over here. (Wait, I don't want to scare you. I'm not dying like that.) I'm dying over here because it really just hit me that I'm going to miss almost all of my kids' end of the school year activities. "Oh please," you may be thinking. (Insert eye roll.) It's true. I feel like crap. I feel like a big, fat failure and I wish my kids had a different mom right now. My son is a fifth grader. He'll never be in elementary school again -- and I will miss many special moments. Ugly cry commence.

I've always hated the whole super mom thing. That said, I've certainly been called one, tried on more than one occasion to be one, and thought I was somehow a cut-above the moms who never showed up for their kids' events. I know it was wrong to judge them. I don't even think I did it on purpose. But the grimace on my face would say it all. "How could you NOT come to your child's award presentation?," I tisk-tisked in my mind.

Now it's my turn to have a reason not to show up. I'll be recovering from breast cancer surgery. I knew this was coming -- that I'd miss a bunch of school events -- but the reality just hit me as I stared at my calendar, and the tears began to fall.   

So what's the lesson, God? What do you want me to learn here? 

RECEIVE AND GIVE GRACE. Accept My grace. Give yourself grace. You're not perfect. You're not Me. And give those other moms grace. You have no idea what their lives are like.

I'LL BE WITH YOUR KIDS. I travel to school with your children every day. I watch them. I walk with them. I protect them. I'll be there at all the award presentations, parties, field days, and the lunch on the lawn. The God of the Universe will be in the audience!

GIVE OTHERS A CHANCE TO SERVE. Tony can go. Your parents can go. Your friends can go. It blesses them to have this opportunity. I made you all to serve each other.

TAKE OFF YOUR CAPE. You were never meant to be Super Mom, the rescuer and hero of your children. That's my job. Let them see ME as the Super One, the Savior.

I will still cry when I miss these events. My heart will go out the door with my kids each morning, and I'll expect a full report on everything I miss. Can I ask a favor? If you're there at any of these events, please take pictures for me and give my kids a hug. Give my husband a hug. Give my parents a hug. Heck, hug everyone in the room. And pray good things for all the parents who couldn't come. Their hearts probably went out the door that morning, too. 

Making Him the Super One, 

"Be still and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10

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