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Hello everyone. Thank you for your responses in this thread. Something came to my mind and I wanted to dust the thread off a little and clarify what I meant by some things.
It’s the part about being “good enough.”
Please understand I am under no delusion whatsoever that God’s blessings on me have anything to do with me earning it, or because I am in any way worthy. He has blessed me because He is good, not to reward me for whatever semblance of good there might be in me. And I certainly am no more deserving of anything He has given me than anyone else is.
Also, the lifestyle we live isn’t all that lofty. Don’t be picturing mansions, servants, yachts, limousines, and country clubs, because that’s not the way we live. Nor do we want to. A cozy little house in a middle class suburb. That’s all I was describing that day to my mother, when she essentially told me that owning and living in one of those was not an attainable goal for me. My lot in life was apparently supposed to be a government funded subsistence with no hope of improvement. Even daring to dream of something else meant I was getting a swelled head and needed to be brought back down to where I belong.
My husband likes to remind me that he is nothing spectacular. He’s just a plain, ordinary man. After a lifetime of dysfunction and abuse, he has no idea how grateful I am for just plain ordinary. I never wanted fancy. I wanted normal and healthy, and don’t give me that line about normal being just a setting on a dryer. And I was told in no uncertain terms that I was not eligible for that. It was out of my reach.
So, even though the life I have now is not a matter of me being “good enough” for it, I suppose my point is this. No parent should ever tell a child that they’re NOT good enough to rise above their situation. Nor should any social worker try to hold a client back. And if anyone has ever tried to convince you of any such thing about yourself, please, don’t believe it.
It’s the part about being “good enough.”
Please understand I am under no delusion whatsoever that God’s blessings on me have anything to do with me earning it, or because I am in any way worthy. He has blessed me because He is good, not to reward me for whatever semblance of good there might be in me. And I certainly am no more deserving of anything He has given me than anyone else is.
Also, the lifestyle we live isn’t all that lofty. Don’t be picturing mansions, servants, yachts, limousines, and country clubs, because that’s not the way we live. Nor do we want to. A cozy little house in a middle class suburb. That’s all I was describing that day to my mother, when she essentially told me that owning and living in one of those was not an attainable goal for me. My lot in life was apparently supposed to be a government funded subsistence with no hope of improvement. Even daring to dream of something else meant I was getting a swelled head and needed to be brought back down to where I belong.
My husband likes to remind me that he is nothing spectacular. He’s just a plain, ordinary man. After a lifetime of dysfunction and abuse, he has no idea how grateful I am for just plain ordinary. I never wanted fancy. I wanted normal and healthy, and don’t give me that line about normal being just a setting on a dryer. And I was told in no uncertain terms that I was not eligible for that. It was out of my reach.
So, even though the life I have now is not a matter of me being “good enough” for it, I suppose my point is this. No parent should ever tell a child that they’re NOT good enough to rise above their situation. Nor should any social worker try to hold a client back. And if anyone has ever tried to convince you of any such thing about yourself, please, don’t believe it.
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