Terrible, Horrible, Rotten, No Good, Very Bad Day

Hmm, not really. It could have been. Today could have been a terrible day. A no good day. A very bad day.  There could have been grumbling and complaining. Bad attitudes could have been around every corner. Tears could have triumphed. Worry and stress could have claimed victory.

But God……let laughter abound.  He gave us beautiful cool weather.  He granted us time to read aloud. And read aloud some more. Instead of the grumbling and complaining, we had an afternoon playing board games and enjoying our wacky family. At the end of the day, when everyone could have been cranky and tired, again…but God. Again He gave us smiles and laughter. We got to see the love and mercy of God poured out upon our family. Sweet, beautiful mercy.

“I will sing of the mercies of the Lord forever;

With my mouth will I make known Your faithfulness to all generations.” Psalm 89:1

 

I pray that when my children look back on their childhood; when they remember the nights of reading aloud on the back porch, the water fights, and the board games; I pray that they also see the mighty hand of God working.

But God…. Have you seen God’s mercy and faithfulness? I pray that you have.

 

 

Are You Feeling Weary, Momma?

Dear One, are you feeling weary? Worn? Exhausted?

The baby is up and fussy during the night. Every night, it seems. You sing, you rock, you nurse…..and you pray. For sleep. A little sleep. So that you can keep going.

The adorable little toddler is such an artist. Everything is her canvas. The hallway, the bed, the floor…..and Sharpie is her paintbrush. Your sweet little budding Picasso is costing you your life savings in cleaning products and paint.

Preschooler….Mr. Potty Training in Progress…..never quite makes it. The trains are more interesting and the tower was almost high enough and well, superheros are too busy to stop and go potty, right?

Then there is the phonics lesson and really, what is so hard about c-a-t? Why can’t she get it?

Don’t forget the laundry and dinner and sweeping and grocery shopping.

“And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.” Ephesians 6:9

Oh, dear one….cry out to the Lord. He is your strength. Your rock. Your rest.

I am at the end of one of “those days”. Sam, 3, was in superhero hyper mode today and his energy was boundless. It seemed that everyone needed help with math and grammar and writing. Little Miss…my darling little gooseberry had a rough day. A rough week. First a fever and running nose, then mosquitoes tried to make her their lunch and she is covered in bites. Now it appears that we have a bit of separation anxiety.

“But as for you, brethren, do not grow weary in doing good.” 2 Thessalonians 3:13

It was one of those days where I was ready for some quiet. Stillness. Little Miss had other plans. So I set aside my desire for quiet and gave comfort. It sees to always happen this way. The evening that you really need everyone to go to bed beautifully, someone needs you. A bit of extra loving at the end of a long day. And you think you have no more to give.

“Gracious is the Lord and righteous;

Yes, our God is merciful,

The Lord preserves the simple;

I was brought low, and He saved me.

Return to your rest, O my soul,

For the Lord has dealt bountifully with you.” Psalm 116: 5-7

Ah, but sweet momma. Yes, you do. God knows when the sparrow falls and He knows when your little ones are going to need extra loving. Or your teenager is going to need some extra talk time. He knows. He is going to give you the patience and the wisdom and the strength to handle it.

Take a moment. Read His Word. Lift up the burdens of your heart. Praise Him for who He is. Let Him draw you close. He is the mighty, awesome God and He will refresh your weary soul, momma. He will give His strength; His mercies.

Oh, how blessed we are to be mommas. How beautiful the weariness can be. Treasure them. The late nights…the long days…treasure them. They pass so quickly. The Lord has granted us such sweet, precious time with our little ones. Even on these nights when our bodies feel so weary….it is precious and beautiful. See this beauty He grants us.

 

Glimpses….

A fussy baby in the van..her big brother talks and sings to her until she falls asleep.  Patiently trying to find the best way to help her.

Big sister and little sister sitting together on the bed.  Drawing, knitting, listening to Dickens. No talking…no bickering…just enjoying the quiet. Together.

Big sister at the sewing machine. Cutting, pinning, ironing. Working diligently to spruce up a little sister’s wardrobe. Tackling new challenges. Learning new skills.

Little boy sitting on the couch in his super hero cap and mask. Waiting for his sister to join him..his best buddy.  Adventure waits.

Glimpses. Just glimpses throughout the day of beautiful relationships that will last a life time.

Stories shared. Contagious laughter. Adventures taken.

Glimpses. What is lived and learned through life together each day could never be duplicated or matched in a classroom.