“The days are long, but the years are short.”
Have you heard that phrase before? It’s so true, isn’t it? It seems to be especially true for Mommies. I don’t know about you all, but I sure do get all tangled up in our days so much sometimes that I can completely lose sight of how fast my children are growing up. (yeah, today might have been one of those days)
I don’t like that. But still, I can’t seem to just overcome it. I tend to get worked up over the lesser things, make a mountain out of a mole hill, make a big deal out of stuff that doesn’t even matter, you know, in light of Eternity and all. I guess it’s normal for Moms to do that, right?
The thing is, I have known deep sorrow, grief, and loss. I’ve buried a child! You would think I would be a Mother who never, ever takes a single moment for granted…ever. You would think that I would remember to appreciate everything. But, alas, I still forget. Do you Moms forget, too? Do you also get wrapped up in the daily tasks and troubles and forget to look Up?
How do I just. stop. And breathe… Re-align my perspective… Stop sweating the small stuff… Deliberately soak it all in as the happy moments, and even the not-so-happy moments roll? How do you all do that?
I read a biography on Susannah Wesley. I read that whenever her day became rough she would stop and throw her apron up over her head and pray. Hiding her face in her apron was her on-the-spot prayer closet. Run to Jesus first of all is answer #1. That takes constant discipline. Doesn’t every good habit? Practice, practice, practice until it remains the most natural thing to do?
Ann Voskamp’s writes this blog, A Holy Experience,and she is the author of “One Thousand Gifts: The Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are”. She keeps a notebook with a list of blessings that she takes notice of all day long. From the tiniest, least noticed gifts to the biggest, most obvious ones, she stops and jots them right down. I have started my own list a couple of times. Why did I stop? I think I should try again.
So, each time the thunder rolls around here (and with a family of ten, that is a lot of thunder!) I pray I remember to stop and look at Jesus immediately. He will convict me and correct me when I am the problem. He will calm me when I’m tempted to get worked up. He will speak through me so I can help my children. Whatever I need, He has always been here for me when I call. Always. Through any trial or trouble. It’s so good to remember that!
I love the Lord, because He hath heard
my voice and my supplications.
Because He hath inclined His ear unto me,
therefore will I call upon Him as long as I live.
Look at how my sweet babies have grown…
Lauren & Carly, at age 9 & 10…
In this pic: Brenna (6), Olivia (5), Brooke (4) & Kimmy (3)
here Haley & Cara are ages 6 & 7 and upside down! Haha!
Oh my goodness, here our little cuties, Kimmy and Brooke are practically babies. I think they are only 2 & 3 years old in this picture. Sweet little monkeys.
Here I am with all my sweet blessings at my brother’s wedding in 2009.