When the Cross Is Falling Off the Wall

Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God!

How unsearchable his judgments, and His paths beyond tracing out!

Romans 11:33 NIVUK

Yesterday was a rough day.  The kids were grumpy, and the adults were too.  Nobody wanted to go to our usual Tuesday tasks.  The dog even barked and seemed agitated yesterday at the bus stop causing a bit of chaos and an early exit with me.  It was a hurried morning at the house.  The kids boarded the bus without me because of the naughty dog, and my husband had departed for work early.  I jumped in my car as well to do my morning commute across town to my part time job.  Sometimes we need the cross.

However, yesterday a decorative red tin cross literally fell off the wall as the morning unfolded.  We have been re-arranging wall decor at our house, or should I say I have been re-arranging.  Who am I kidding?  I live in a house of two boys and one sweet man… none of whom really care what is on the walls.

The walls in our master bathroom were recently painted as a part of a Honey Do that I know my sweet spouse knew I wanted done.  He did it this past Saturday morning on Mother’s Day weekend with my permission.  He also gifted me glorious flowers shipped in from Ecuador (secretly purchased from Costco)…hint hint if you need a gift.   And, he treated me to a beautiful Saturday evening and Sunday morning with my side of the family.  A busy but awesome weekend was followed by the not so pleasurable Monday morning mayhem.

After the cross fell off of the wall because it was poorly re-hung by me.  The queen of throwing up nails wherever I please realized this habit is not really a good thing.  I have many pictures yet to be hung.

When we hang up things haphazardly they will fall.  They will damage the stucco, create holes that need filling, and may just not look quite level.  In taking almost everything off of the walls in three rooms I have seen how much “decor stuff” we have.

It is all special to me, but some of it doesn’t really fit the spaces.  I like the bare walls.  “It kind of feels like we’re going to move,” my husband pointed out.  However, perhaps we need to “move” decor even if not our physical selves/home after five years here.  We like freshness and newness.  My friend Sarah W. often shares on social media that she craves newness too, and she actually does move her furniture/decor around often.  I have followed suit, and it is really fun and prompts me to enjoy spring cleaning.

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So, as I clean this year around the house I will rejoice even if the cross falls off of the wall.  I can re-hang it.  Likewise Christ can re-hang and rearrange our day to day happenings.  Things will fall apart, break, or need to be re-framed, but He can re-do our days into spaces of beauty only He can dream up for us.

Dear God,

Thank you for being a Re-creator.

Forgive me when I try to slap together beauty.

Only You know the true beauty that lies inside each of us.

Help me see that beauty around me and in my kids, husband, friends, etc.

I have a critical eye.  Change my eyes to be more grace filled.


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Do Your Best

My parents growing up would tell my sister and me to “do your best.”  I have heard that so many times.  The Boy Scouts of America even uses it as a motto/slogan.  I like it, but I do not love it.  It has a very big expectation if your mind is very big in its wanderings.


In my young and older brain this “do your best” slogan has impacted me greatly.  When I was young I would truly try to do everything perfectly.  I was a rule driven and compliant child.  I was a “goody two shoes” or “Brown Noser.”  The teachers and my parents loved me.  However, I was not always “popular” with my peers.


Sadly peers can be mean.  We can also be self-damaging in our own heads.  Over time, I really did not want to “do my best.”  I was exhausted from performing to the highest expectations of others.  As an adult wife and mother I have created a motto for my own life in my head and heart.  “Be Okay with B or C work.”  I don’t have to be a straight A student anymore.  I never really did have to be.  My parents would have loved me as much as they do now (a huge love) no matter what grades I had received.  But at the time, when I was younger I though that my best was As and that is what I got from K-College.  I only deviated once with an A- in English Lit during my BS at the University.  I don’t think this matters except that I want to share with you the reader, and with myself reading and writing this to process it all.


I recently told another high achieving mom that “it is okay to give B or C work.”  Just pass.  Be okay with failures and imperfection.  We walked for an hour that night, and we did talk therapy about how being a wife and mother is quite hard.  We want to “do it well.”  We want to “do our best.”  However, reality is that if we want to be a well-balanced and happy adult we have to be okay with imperfection and know that we all make mistakes.  In allowing myself to make mistakes I’m more inclined to accept the mistakes of others.  My husband and kids will fall short from my expectations as will I in their eyes.

Today’s the day to “Be OK with B and C work.” 

“Don’t be so hard on yourself.  I can bring good even out of your mistakes.  Your finite mind tends to look backwards, longing to undo decisions you have come to regret. 

This is a waste of time & energy, leading only to frustration.  Instead of floundering in the past, release your mistakes to Me.  Look to Me in trust, anticipating that My infinite creativity can weave both good choices and bad into a lovely design.”

Romans 8:28, Sarah Young’s interpretation in Jesus Calling, May 9


Romans 8:28 The Message (MSG)

26-28 Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God’s Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don’t know how or what to pray, it doesn’t matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That’s why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.


Dear God,

You are working for good in us and others.

Forgive us when we only see the mistakes.

Give us peace and grace to go forward to love ourselves and others no matter what.

Your Spirit is in us to help us through each day.