Until somewhat recently, reading this wouldn't have stirred me. Until recently, I didn't understand just how broken and imperfect I am.

Having a child magnifies one's flaws. One comes to realize just how selfish they are. When faced with the responsibility of caring for someone who is completely dependent on them 24/7, one has to make many more sacrifices than they would like or are accustomed. It's quite the adjustment.

It can take a toll on other areas of one's life. Much energy is spent caring for a child, there's not as much leftover as before to tend to the house, marriage, exercise, hobbies, etc.

Things one may have idolized before can start to crumble, and one realizes they don't actually have anything perfect.

I am SO grateful that God has led me to crumble with this realization, as He is building me up so much stronger; teaching me to depend on Him.

I can do nothing great and perfect on my own, but through Him I can have all that He has for me. All praise to His name!