Good Enough for Who?

Last weekend several of my Texas relatives, one of their friends and I went to see the movie “Moms Night Out“. During one of the scenes at the end of the movie Trace Adkins (Bones) and Sarah Drew (Ally) were sitting together in the waiting room of the police department.  Ally was exhausted from what she had planned to be a nice quiet moms’ night out with a couple of friends that ended up being a total fiasco.

While sitting together on the bench, Sarah (Ally) begins to tell Trace (Bones) that she just isn’t good enough.  He asks her, “Good enough for who?” and she begins to explain that she’s not a good enough mom to her children or friend to her friends, etc. Trace then asks her again, “Good enough for who?? YOU.  You’re the one that you’re not good enough for.” You could have heard a pin drop in the theater as tears were streaming down the faces of many of the women there.

I remember during the last months of my husband’s life how stressed out I was trying to be a good enough wife and a good enough care taker for him.  I was literally running on empty by this point, but I couldn’t stop because Bob needed me.  I felt like I wasn’t good enough because he was becoming more and more ill and I couldn’t stop it.  I wasn’t good enough because I was so afraid as I sat there in the hospital next to his bed day after day too scared to leave the room except to get him some fresh water.  I wasn’t good enough because my faith was so weak by this point that I could not even pray.  I wasn’t good enough because I had few words for those who stopped by to visit.  I wasn’t good enough because my mask was cracking under the weight of anticipatory grief.  I wasn’t good enough because roles were reversed and my daughters had to step in and help me deal with literally everything. I just wasn’t good enough!

Now I see things differently.  No matter how stressed out I was, how weak I was physically, mentally, and emotionally, and how shattered my faith was, I was good enough in God’s eyes.  He knew how long and how hard I worked to take care of my husband for four and a half years.  He knew how much I loved Bob.  He knew how exhausted I was, yet how I forced myself to keep going and doing the things that needed to be done.  God knew when I got to the point where I didn’t believe that He was good any more and was unable to even pray.  God knew.  Yet, I was still good enough for Him because He loves me in a way that I cannot even fathom.

What about you?  What are you thinking that you are not good enough for?  The truth is that if you are a believer and follower of Jesus Christ, you are good enough for whatever place in life in which you find yourself.  You are equipped to go through it even though you feel that you aren’t. You are good enough.

 

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6 responses

  1. this was really good…..and I often ask myself this question…thank you for sharing your thoughts and how you processed your thoughts.

    love you

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  2. Candy this was really, really beautiful–I still find myself doing the same thing now with my mom, trying to juggle family, grandkids, ministry, hurting widows, friends, and always feeling like its not enough. Thanks for this!

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  3. Hi Candy. This was so good and really speaks to me. I felt like I was not good enough to take care of my husband, and then he died. Since then I have felt like I was not good enough for many things in my life. Not a good enough mom to my daughters, not a good enough nana to my grandkids, not a good enough friend, not a good enough member of my church, and the list goes on. I know God understands and knows my weaknesses, but some days i feel like it’s not enough. Today is one of those days.

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    • Joy, I felt the same way when I was taking care of my husband. The last thing I ever wanted to do in my life was to be a nurse. And that is exactly the position I found myself in. I was SO afraid I would make a mistake, forget to do something, or just do something to set him back.

      I don’t think we will ever really be enough here on earth because if we were, where would that leave God.

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