Not long ago, I posted a link to one of John's older blog posts. It is primarily about how the facts often have little to do with the truth. I've been thinking so much about that in my own life lately, and this list just sorta spilled out in my head.
Because I desire to live an authentic life, I'm sharing my list. It's still growing but here's a start:
The fact is that I'm a good mom. The truth is that I blow it on a daily basis, and often have to go back and apologize to at least one of my children. (And sometimes I'm stubborn and I don't even apologize.)
The fact is that I'm an organized homemaker. The truth is that it takes huge effort for me to even keep my house clean. HUGE effort. And many days I just give up and clear a path through the mess.
The fact is that I have a lot of friends. The truth is that I've been feeling over-relationshipped for a long time.
The fact is I'm a good friend. The truth is that I've been a terrible friend lately and feel like I've hurt some people I care about.
The fact is that I have a nice home. The truth is that I struggle with being content within these walls.
The fact is that I have great kids. The truth is that they're not perfect and some days are very hard. We argue over silly things like wearing a winter coat or cleaning their rooms. They lose their temper with me and I turn right around and give 'em a dose of mine.
The fact is that I have a good marriage. The truth is that there are plenty of days John and I don't like each other very much, and sometimes on days like that we go to bed still upset with each other.
The fact is that I know God's heart towards me is good. The truth is that I doubt His kindness often.
The fact is that I seem very "together". The truth is I'm not. I'm struggling with some depression right now that is kicking my butt and making me feel like I'm functioning at about 50% of my norm.
The fact is that I love being at home with my family. The truth is that I enjoy it now that my kids aren't babies/toddlers. Back in those days I was always looking for an excuse to get out of the house.
The fact is that I believe the responsibility of teaching my children about things of faith belongs to me and their dad. The truth is that the last time we had a family devotion was during Advent.
The fact is that I trust God with the details of my life. The truth is that I scheme and strive and maneuver things to go my way. And that truth reveals my distrust.
The fact is that I love blogging. The truth is that it is a huge distraction in my life.
The fact is that I'm a little afraid to hit "publish" on this post. However, I know truth is freeing.