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.