Sometimes, I wish it could be different. I wish I could get to really know you. Yes, you! I wish I could swing the front door open and invite you to sit on my couch. We could sit, drink coffee and get to know one another. For instance, you would learn that I always have coffee. I may run out of milk or toilet paper, but never coffee. Priorities, people.
You would see that my floors are littered with toys, I’m way behind in my laundry and it took an impending visit from my mother to make me finally clean my crock pot. I do not enjoy cooking, am too high strung and, at this moment, am trying to decide if I can go to the grocery store without washing my hair because I am just stinking tired this morning.
If you could see me now, you would see that I am human. I am just like you. In this internet, social media, blog world, it’s important that we remember there are real people on the other side of the computer screen. It’s important for readers to know that the writers are real people with real feelings and to show wisdom when commenting and critiquing. It’s equally important for writers to remember that there are real people reading the words and to weigh each one to make sure it will be used to build up and not tear down. Grace needs to flow both ways.
I don’t know why I felt the need to say that this morning. Maybe I’m just doing a little self preaching. It is important to me, however, for you to know that I see each of you. Y’all are not just a bunch of faceless statistics. I care about where you are right at this moment. That is the message I want you to walk away with today. You are loved.
I better go now. I’m pretty sure my one year old is eating out of the trash can, again.
Also, here are some links for your Friday. Have a great day, y’all!
- An Open Letter to the Mothers of Preschoolers at We are THAT Family
- You Are Enough at Vanderbilt Wife
- Hope for Spicy Families by Jen Hatmaker (Fess up, are y’all sweet or spicy?)
Stacy Edwards (@sjedwards) is a trucker’s daughter and a pastor’s wife. She is a freelance writer and a homeschooling mom to four fabulous little girls. Stacy blogs at Servant’s Life where she uses her words to point others to the hope and encouragement found in Christ. If you need her, she’s probably hiding in the bathroom