Some mornings I wake up, drag my tired body out of bed at 5:30, sit at my computer screen and wonder if it's all worth it. Five days a week, I get up early to write a blog post. I pour my heart and soul into writing what I think is a great, heartfelt post. I hit post, and I wonder if anyone in the land of the Internet is reading it. I wonder if it makes any difference.
I look at other blogs, and I watch their posts go viral. I see the hundreds of comments left on other people's posts. I see their number of Facebook followers, and I think my little blog doesn't have a chance of making a dent on this big worldwide web.
Then, I get an email or a comment on Facebook that lets me know that someone read my post, and it changed their day. And I remember. I don't get up early every morning to garner Facebook likes and Twitter tweets. I don't write a blog post seeking recognition. I do this because I am called. I do this because God said, "you have something I need you to share." I do this because I agreed to show up every morning if God would show up and give me something to write about. He hasn't failed me yet.
Sometimes parenting is a lot like my feelings about writing this blog. There's not a lot of recognition in the day-in, day-out of parenting. Some days, you look at your kids and wonder if you're even making a difference. Sometimes you wonder if someone else couldn't do this job a whole lot better than you. Some days, you look at other parents and wonder why everyone else is more successful at this parenting thing than you.
But, here's the thing: You were called to this job. God didn't give you the wrong kid. He didn't give your kid the wrong parent. He called you to be the parent of this child.
No matter how long the day, no matter how difficult the circumstance, no matter how much you think someone else could do a better job, God called you.
And because He called you, He's going to give you everything you need to parent your child. He's got all the love, all the strength, all the wisdom you could ever need to see this parenting job through to the end. On the days when you aren't enough for your child, He is.
God did not make a mistake when He made you a parent. He didn't look at you and say, "Well, that person needs a kid, so we'll give it a try. But I have my doubts." He chose you to be the parent of your child. He chose you to shepherd a precious heart and soul through the sometimes turbulent years of childhood because He knew you were the best one for the job.
You may never win any awards as a parent. You may never get a pat on the back from your teenager. You may think that no one sees the hard work and perseverance you put into this parenting gig. You may look at other parents and wonder why they seem to parent so much better than you, why their child seems so much better-behaved, smarter or respectful than yours. You may spend time feeling inadequate for the situation.
When those moments come, remember this: God called you to this job. He knew that you were the only person who could do the job of parenting this particular child. Your job as a parent isn't a mistake. It isn't a fluke of nature. It is a calling. It is a job that only you can do.
You are exactly the parent your child needs.