Perfectly imperfect. This paradox is one that I am seeking to embrace now more than ever after a dozen years of mothering. As a recovering perfectionist myself, I am all-too aware of the imperfections that exist in myself and my family. And yet I am learning that those imperfections are not a hindrance to having a thriving family; rather, they are an integral part of it. The imperfections encourage growth and grace. They keep us humble and human and reliant on God and each other. And if we don’t take ourselves too seriously, they keep us laughing!
One of my favorite authors, Ann Voskamp, writes, “Perfectionism is slow death by self. It will kill your skill, your spark, your art, your soul.” How true! Whenever I fall back into chasing some ever-evasive perfection in myself, my motherhood, or our family, I see how quickly joy evaporates. And so, in choosing to lay down perfectionism and view myself and our family and other families through God’s grace-filled eyes, I choose life. And part of that surrender has to be being okay with not seeming perfect to others. Both the relationships and the floors in our home can get pretty messy! It takes a heavy dose of grace to keep us loving and laughing. And this mama has to continually remind herself of the truths that perfection is not required in order to be a good mother or a thriving family – thank goodness!
Nikki, thank you for capturing these lovely photos of our perfectly imperfect family. They will forever remind me of how God can take broken and imperfect people and make something whole and beautiful. We will cherish them always!