As a mom, I can get
very protective of my kids. Whenever I feel like they are getting the shaft
or the raw end of something, it pains me and I can get very feisty. It’s not
that I don’t understand that life’s not fair; it’s just that sometimes I feel
like life is a little one-sided in the unfairness department.
I’ll give you a couple examples.
One Easter many kids got loads and loads of Easter eggs in
the hunt after church in their Easter baskets. Not my daughter. She barely got
a basketful when other kids had a basket and a half.
My kids don’t get huge birthday parties and get lavished
with gifts by tons of relatives. I see other kids get gifts from relatives afar
and have so many things. My kids don’t get much from extended family.
My kids seem to have to work very hard to get recognized for
the things they do when other kids are easily esteemed and praised.
They will wait for over an hour at a parade to get a good spot to get candy thrown out when some kids come at the last minute, stand in front of them, and get most (if not all) of what is thrown out.
It’s hard to find
that balance as a mom of wanting your kids to get things but not wanting them
to get materialistic. I want my kids to be celebrated, recognized; given
blessings, and gifts – yet I don’t want them to be needy or rely on “stuff” to
make them happy. I want them to find that internal satisfaction that hard work,
pride, and doing the right thing can bring them. It’s a fine line to walk.
When I look back and see the times that I’ve pouted for my
kids getting a “raw deal” I can see something that I couldn’t see at the time.
The time my daughter didn’t get as many Easter eggs as the other kids? She got just enough. The time my kids didn’t get recognized
or praised easily but only got a little? They
got just enough. When they
don’t get presents for birthday or Christmas by all of their relatives? They still get just enough. And if they only get a few pieces of
candy at a parade instead of pocketfuls? They
get just enough.
Maybe if I started
teaching and praising my children for getting just enough of what they need or
desire – they could learn to be more content in life. Maybe I could learn to be more content instead of wanting them to get
over, above, and beyond.
That’s called excess.
I’m so thankful that
God gives my kids just enough – instead of lavishing them with too much.
I’m thankful that He gives them just the right amount instead of relying on my
judgement.
Just enough is what
my kids need to be happy. No more and no less. May I learn this lesson
right along with them.

