I’m failing.

I have always set high standards for myself. I expect a lot and want to be the best at everything. But, I will say that I am successfully getting my butt kicked by having two children. So much so, that my mom is coming back to Iowa for a few days.

Failure.

In the last four weeks, Julia has watched a shameful amount of tv.

Failure.

My disciplining is sporadic at best.

Failure.

Hannah has slept in our bed far more than Julia ever did. And I don’t see it stopping right away.

Failure.

My house looks like a tornado came through it. All day. Every day.

Failure.

I have not been the most grace giving, love showing mama.

Failure.

But God’s grace is sufficient for me, for His power is made perfect in my weakness.

Success.

God’s grace has saved me.

Success.

God still loves me. Even though my house is a mess, my oldest has watched too much tv, my youngest relies on a pacifier, my stress level is high, my emotions are on the fritz and even as an adult, I am having to call my mom to come rescue me.

Success.

“To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Corinthians 12:7-10