Last night I was cleaning our bathroom and thinking about my last blog post. I never thought it would catch on like it did, that so many women have felt just like me. Interesting to see how we moms apparently have common struggles, need similar reminders. I appreciate all the feedback. I have been meaning to write that post for about a year. I am glad I finally did! I hope that we will all pursue mothering in godliness and contentment because we have chosen to do this and we need to do it well.
This morning I decided to try something new. I always try to start my day in the word, I journal, I pray. I do it while Cora colors and Elinor eats her cheerios. Most of the time I read out loud because even though I know they don’t understand what I am reading it still keeps them quiet. I always pray quietly or write my prayers in my journal. This morning I pulled Cora on my lap and I started to pray, “Dear God, thank you that daddy got back safely from his trip last night. Thank you that we all slept well. Help Cora to be a good little girl today, who obeys mommy…as is not natural in her sin nature. And help mommy be patient and kind as is not natural in mommy’s sin nature.” Sometimes I realize I am not very far removed from my 3 year old. My sin too, is always rearing its ugly head. Yes, I have a new nature but often the beautiful fruit of the Spirit is smothered by my ugly self. I want my girls to look back on me as being a gentle and gracious mom…not as easy as I would have thought!
Justin has been really busy lately with work, with important commitments, meetings, etc. It’s easy to take him for-granted until he is gone or is late getting home. Daddy’s are so important and so irreplaceable.
I remember the thrill of doing things with my dad. My mom was always constant, always there…so much security in her presence but my dad did the special things with us. He took us on little dates, shopping, walks, etc. Even now he still will bake special treats (yes my dad bakes…really well) for his girls.
And as I write this post I am listening to Fernando Ortega sing,
In the morning, when I rise. Give me Jesus.
Give me Jesus, give me Jesus. You can have all this world.
Give me Jesus.
And that is the reminder I needed to continue this day well and conclude this blog post. Happy Wednesday!