the hard transformer

I get discouraged often. Although it looks like I have a lot of my life together I often think I'm still coming up too short.

My business could be richer.

My design talents higher.

My running faster.

My spike harder.

My love greater.

I had been thinking these thoughts for the last 30 minutes, and then I remembered what I said to Grant when I put him to bed tonight....

As I squished him and he giggled I said:

Do you know I think you're cute.

And I think you are smart.

You are so good at puzzles.

You are the very best at transformers.

And you're funny.

And I love you.

And just then his giggles turned to tears. He said sadly:

Mommy I'm not good at transformers.

I've been trying to fix Bumblebee and I can't get his arm in right and I can't get his gun to fit right either.

I explained that even if he couldn't do this one thing on this one transformer that he could transform 5 others perfectly and I could not transform one. I told him to be proud of how many he could do, and that he was way smarter with transformers than his mommy was. I told him I was still very proud of him.

I just realized I needed to hear what I said to his little heart tonight. And maybe you do to.

God created you, and He loves you. He never expected, or hoped, you'd be perfect.