Still Here, And Better Than We Deserve

Where have we been? I know, it's kind of ironic that Mother's Day came and went with no mothering post on the Mommy Thoughts blog. We are here and doing well-- better than we deserve! I was explaining to my sister the other day that I always have a hard time updating my blog in the midst of others' suffering, such as those in Myanmar and China are experiencing. I feel so selfish and privileged sitting in my comfortable house (that I complain about being too small, or too dirty, or not decorated just right), uploading pictures from one of my two cameras (on to my personal computer), so that I can share the irrelevant and trivial details of my life. This may sound extreme to some of my readers, but God has really used these recent events to reveal greed and lust for the things of this world in my life. Anyway, it is my prayer that my family will not hold fast to the things of this world, and that we will not take for granted the blessings we enjoy.


While I did not post on Mother's Day, it was a special day-- as is every day with my girls. After church, we enjoyed lunch at Cracker Barrel. I spent a lot of my day quietly reflecting on my role as mommy. I am a diaper changing, bottom wiping, nail clipping, toy wrangling, fight mediating, book reading, bath giving, disciplinarian, nurse, teacher, maid, and chef--and I LOVE it! I cannot think of any other way I would rather spend my days than serving and training up these two girls. There is nothing boring or mundane about my job. Every day is an adventure filled with everything from dancing and laughing to peace negotiations. I hang out with princesses, ballerinas, and Laura Ingalls Wilder. I have attended many a tea party with invisible friends. I have built castles, pitched tents, and performed surgery. I have the honor and blessing of caring for two of God's precious creations, while showing them their need for a Savior and laying a foundation for the gospel to penetrate their hearts. I am human-- I am a sinner, and I fail them daily. But for some reason God has chosen me to be their mommy, and I am forever grateful. I rejoice in knowing that He alone can make something beautiful of the mess I make each day.