God, Grit, and the Great 20659 Shuffle

Thursday, December 4th
God, Grit, and the Great 20659 Shuffle
By: Sheila Sonon

Some mornings I feel like I’ve cracked life’s code. I’ll sip my tea, glance at my to-do list, and think, Look at me—basically a Proverbs 31 woman with Wi-Fi.  And then life laughs right in my face.

This time of year is overflowing. I’m working two jobs and trying to make sure each of my children feels loved in the way that fits them best. One is satisfied with a quick text. Another wants dinner out and a real conversation. The third needs a little note on his pillow—sometimes scribbled on the back of an envelope—just so he knows I’m thinking of him.
Some days it feels like I’m running an emotional buffet while exhausting and beautiful, it’s something I wouldn’t trade for anything.

Meanwhile, the Christmas season loves to rub perfection in our faces. Everywhere I look, people have flawless trees, picture-perfect décor, and families who magically smile without bribes. And I’m over here wrestling a string of lights that definitely has a personal vendetta, wondering why three ornaments look like they survived a small animal attack.

But Proverbs 29:23 pulls me back to center: “Pride brings a person low, but the lowly in spirit gain honor.”

Humility reminds me I don’t have to be perfect. I don’t need to outshine the neighbor’s perfectly placed rooflined Christmas lights. I don’t have to pretend that balancing work, motherhood, and sanity is easy—because it’s absolutely not.

I may have to adjust how I show love to my kids, my family, and everyone around me—but God never needs adjusting. He is the same yesterday and today, steady and unshakable. He honors the humble, the tired, and those doing their best.

Today, let’s stay low, breathe deeply, laugh a little, and remember: Honor comes from Him, not from perfection.