For those of you worried that you aren’t organized enough, clean enough, stylish or even fun anymore. Remember your kids aren’t interested in how you look or how much is on the calendar. They are interested in time with you.
When I asked my kids what was some of their favorite moments I got enlightening responses.
Their favorite recent adventure was the unexpected beach moment. We had no towels, no sun and no swimsuits. We were driving around trying to find a new beach for next weekend and low and behold we found it. So what could we do but dive in without swimsuits. It hadn’t quite rained yet but was dark and promising a down pour. The water was cool but the temperature was in the 90’s. No sooner had we waved everyone into the water, when it began to thunder. With no towels we had to dance in the rain and splash in the water puddles to get off all the sand. The kids sat on their or their father’s shirts and we laughed the whole way home remembering how ridiculous we looked dancing and shaking in the rain.
Lord Jesus help me to remember to put fun into our lives this summer. Help my family and I to seize joy in every moment we can. You in-trusted us with our children help us to appreciate the blessings You gave us. Help us to see the precious moments as they unfold and guard them within our hearts. God you are great in all You do. We love and need You in our lives. amen.
To some people the strap that hangs off the front of the baby carrier is mundane at best, and most days just an annoyance. Not so for my creative four year old. She saw that strap as a roller coaster maker and being her generous and caring self she took her two month old sister for a ride. I was in the kitchen when I heard the “dreaded silence” which can only mean trouble, as all mothers know. I ran in to find Grace pulling around Abigail’s carrier at top speed by that front strap, both had pure joy all over their faces. Luckily the baby was fully strapped in complete with her winter cover over her. The only one worse for the ride was their mother.
You can not carry your child’s cross. Luke 9:23 states, Then he said to them all: “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me. We can not pick up their cross but are called to pick up our own personal cross daily.
We can not pick up our children’s crosses it does not work that way. God created their cross for them. Their unique attributes and obstacles; some to endure, some to overcome and some to count as pure joy. All of these obstacles and attributes are blended together to create the masterpiece that is them. We can not interrupt the process of them “becoming” to reduce our own pain. I too anguish over my children’s struggles they seem unnecessary, messy, painful and without purpose. I say to myself, “Surely the Lord would want me to fix this”, when the answer is, “no this is for them to endure” I languish in my pain and allow joy to be stolen from me.
Someone once told me about the process of a butterflies birth and I believe it applies here. A butterfly once it is cocooned must then bite its way through the cocoon and slowly squeeze itself out millimeter my millimeter as it’s wings slowly unfold they dry. Someone seeing that pain and slow progress pulled the butterfly out quickly, “saving it”. This butterfly never did fully develop it’s wings and could not fly. Because you see in that slow painful process the wings were fully developing. We can not “ease” the process it is not possible.
Lord help me to stop trying to “ease” the process. Let me to live in the moment and to feel the joy that you are granting me. Strengthen me through your joy. I love you Lord and I trust you with my children. Take them Lord for you know the plans you have for them. Grant me the strength to get out of your way. Help me Lord instead to pick up my own cross. Do not let me un-shoulder my privilege and my right to bear my own cross. I need You in my life. I surrender my motherhood to you. I love you Lord, Amen.
I personally am going crazy with the cold weather. My daughter is tired of the same stuff over and over. She loves to paint and create with markers but the clean up is exhausting.
I have her paint with watercolors and crayola washable markers and then its bath time while her masterpieces dry. Cheaper brand “washable” markers don’t wash off. I have no funny pics to prove it but trust me.
She gets to be creative and messy and I just spray it down with the shower. Yeah!!! We both win.
At one point she was upside down painting, the paint tray fell three times and she fell into the paint. In the kitchen that would have drove me crazy but in the tub it just became a funny pic.
I’m 37 weeks plus pregnant so time seems to move fast and slow all at once. Whenever we have natural time clocks going on in our lives its easier to prioritize and get rid of the useless time suckers. God wants us to be watching our time everyday.
“Experts” whoever they are say whether you are trying to change your diet or your spending habits etc. that you should track your daily habits. When we make it a priority to use our God given time well, we should also take a week and track our time habits. What do we say our priorities are? God, husband, children, friends, hobbies. Which one actually gets our time?
If time is a God given resource,which I believe it is. Then are you using your time like God would want you to?