This is the beginning of a Mother's Day devotional I wrote about Salome, mother of John and James. I don't actually introduce her until the second paragraph.
I’ve always hated the bumper sticker that says “Proud parent of an honor student.” My kids weren’t honor students. I’m not saying I’m not proud of my kids. They are both talented, warm, and loving followers of Jesus. They are smart enough to be honor students, but getting good grades wasn’t the most important thing in our house. But there’s this deep, ugly part of me that doesn’t like other mothers who boast about their kids as if they were better than mine.
I introduce conflict by saying what I hate and how I feel about other mothers, but I think I also show that the conflict is within me.
Everyone’s probably seen the bumper sticker I refer to, so it’s an example of something that I’ve observed in the real world and they have too.
I think my voice is clear, it’s as if I were complaining to a group of friends.
I see now that I could have used some salsa words - my description of my kids is pretty bland, especially after the strong emotion in the first sentence.
Maybe: One's a moody poet and the other a passionate politician. Both love Jesus and walk in His ways.
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"And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise." Philippians 4:8 NLT