Today, I chewed Javier out for “not putting forth ANY effort.” He is in 6th grade and reads on a 3rd grade level. . .and what I told him was, “I don’t care if you read at a 2nd grade level as long as you put forth the effort to READ at a 2nd grade level. You, however, put forth NO effort at all to read at ANY level.” And Javier needed to hear every word I said. . .and so did I.
What is it that I need to put forth more effort at? What am I putting forth even a minimal amount of effort toward that I need to congratulate myself for?
I spend a lot of time bashing myself–house not clean, desk at school a mess, ate an entire box of Girl Scout cookies (Caramel Delights to be exact), lost my temper with my babies, skipped my Bible reading for a week. I certainly need to put forth more effort.
But when I talk to the kids rather than scream at them, when I can see even a fraction of my desk, when I stop eating Valetines candy before I get sick to my stomach, when I pick up my daily devotional Bible and read even though I’m only on February 8th, then I need to make sure and congratulate myself.
I have a feeling lots of women need to do more of that. . .