one of the reviews was incredibly negative, saying something like, I am this lady's neighbor and
she doesn't practice what she preaches. Don't read this book, don't listen to her, she's a fraud.
It just made me sad. Because you know what?
Dear friends, I am a fraud too.
I write here of peace, of beauty, of simplicity,
whole life learning, living and faith.
I write of what I believe, of what I know to be true and
I write, hoping to encourage some of you.
I write ideals and principles that I try to live by.
Does that make my heart any less passionate?
I know gentle parenting to be true and good,
knowing God, I believe it to adhere to His love and parenting of us.
I write all I can about it,
I promote it,
I tell stories of when grace flows through our home,
our parenting, of when
repentance and love harmonize.
too often I resort to yelling.
Too often my resolve is squashed by my impatience,
and I find myself doing that which I do not want to do.
So if you were to meet me,
to spend any amount of time with me,
to live next door to me,
you would probably call me a fraud and
announce to others not to listen to my words.
That is, if you were judging me based on my numerous failings.
But I still believe that God is good,
that a simple life is a life well lived,
that compassion, peace, grace, mercy and gentleness need to reign in
our lives, our marriages, in our parenting.
I still believe it.
And I will constantly strive to live it.
And I will often fail but not give up.
For, like Paul,
who wrote epistles filled with what is good and how to live and yet
still called himself the chief of all sinners,
I will write what I know
but I can't live up to it.
Not always. Not usually.
But I'll keep on.
And if you show up at my door and I am speaking too harshly
you can either call me a fraud or
remember that life happens,
that we all fall short
and encourage me to move forward just as
I hope to encourage you.