Once there was a woman who cared deeply for her family. She made wholesome meals from scratch, kept the house spotless and functional, made sure they were well clothed, carted them to numerous activities and enriching events, and did her best to provide them with all they needed to thrive.
One day, after a drenching rain, she was washing dishes and looking out of her kitchen window. To her horror, she saw her husband running around the back yard, playing with them as they jumped in puddles and slid around on the grass. The kids' clothes were torn and muddy and their perfect lawn was destroyed.
Furious, and with soap still dripping from her hands, she rushed out and confronted her husband. "What do you think you are doing? The yard is absolutely ruined!"
The husband paused for a moment and replied: "My dear, I'm sorry about the lawn, but you see, I'm raising children, not grass."
Does that hit you like it did me? Am I more intent on a neat house, or healthy kids? Do I care more about impressions others have of me or about building relationships with my babies? Is stuff slightly more important than people?
I want to be about the business of raising kids. Not lawns or spotless houses or anything else.
What about you?