Sometimes, I realize I’m turning into my mother.
I’d appreciate if you’d start praying for me now because she reads these.
Nevertheless, it’s not always a bad thing. My mom is the strongest woman I know. She is hardworking, determined, and can’t be stopped by anything or anybody that gets in her way. Her hands are gentle, but firm like her soul. I’ve never seen her waver in her faith or crumble when the pressure surrounding us felt too great.
That being said, my mom also has some flaws. It’s almost like she’s human or something. I was originally going to list a few, but I choose life.
All joking aside, our parents can be our heroes, but it’s unfair to them. They can try their best to be a perfect example for their children, but at the end of the day, they are just people too. It’s not failure due to a lack of effort, it’s merely a side effect of the human condition.
Our parents were handpicked by God to help mold us into the people we would become, but sometimes we don’t get what appears to be a golden pair. I know my biological father probably won’t be getting any “Father of the Year” awards anytime soon, but the strain he put on my family helped shape me into the person I am today, including the good and the bad traits.
Luckily, I always had my Heavenly Father to hold onto. He helped me through the darker times of my life and gave me a perfect role model to look up to. God is the only parent we have that will never fail, never have a flaw, and will always have a new lesson to teach us.
“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.” James 1:17
My circumstances might not have always been perfect, but my Heavenly Father blessed me with my wonderful mother and his ever-loving presence when I needed it most. Maybe this week we should all take more time to appreciate all our parents,
both of earth and Heaven.