As a Generation X woman, working mother, clergy spouse, and people pleaser, I’ve often felt the “damned if we do, damned if we don’t” pull inside myself.
I reach out to fellow detail-watchers.
The voices in my head were getting louder. The ones that all mothers know. My daughter whispered tentatively through my closed bedroom door, “Mama. I’m hungry.” Again? I thought, “Just a minute.”
I used to live on Quintard Road. It’s named for Charles T. Quintard, one of the patron saints of Sewanee, Tennessee.
“But the Lord 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 of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9.
What is parenting if not equipping our children with the ability to function in the world?
Due to procrastination and a lack of communication I was anxious and alone on an otherwise serene night. The anxiety became anger and then in my anger, I sinned.
Failing was my entrance into a holy Lent.
My attempts to modify others’ behavior during the six weeks before Easter haven’t really been any more effective than my mother’s were.
Human beings break their promises. But God doesn’t break promises to us.