Opening the door from the garage to the house, I walked into the short hallway to the kitchen. The mess of the garage had found its way into the house as well! Clothes and shoes were strewn all around the living room, and there were blankets and pillows all over the couches. Dishes were in the sink, on the counters, and on the coffee table too. I noticed crumbs, spilled ice cream, and crushed leaves on the floors. It was quite the welcome……
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Sweet Like Sheet Cake
Titus was feeling some pretty big feelings and was weathering the emotional crash that typically follows big celebratory days - like birthdays or Christmas or even the 10-year anniversary party of our church that his daddy had planted……
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A Lesson From the Birds
And it was there on my back porch where I started hearing the birds. The birds always sing in the morning, I thought to myself. No matter how long of a day I had had the day before, no matter what kind of sleep I had gotten or hadn’t, no matter how well-behaved the children were or weren’t, no matter if I had felt that my husband and I had connected with each other or not…The birds always sing in the morning. It was as if they brought me perspective of a clean slate and a fresh start with each dawn’s cheery song……
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Stepping Back
I found the process amusing - admirable even. And as I soaked in the hot tub with my happy children, I couldn’t help but see the parallel of the very lesson the Lord was teaching me…
We, as mothers, can so easily become engrossed in our work. When days turn into weeks - that turn into months and years - we can mistakingly believe that all we do is paint trees!
The Wash, Rinse, and Repeat cycle of Motherhood is all-consumptive. And cleaning everything from dirty dishes to dirty diapers and wiping everything from runny noses to runny bottoms is less than romantic. But with each day, week, month, and year that passes - we paint trees. A little green mixed with a little blue - one evergreen after another, after another……
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Maddening Moments of Bedtime
My choice of the word “maddening” reveals my honest feelings regarding bedtime. Because if I’m being transparent, some nights the adjective that Merriam-Webster defines as “tending to craze; tending to infuriate” seems all too fitting.
There are certain movies and TV shows that can set us up for thoughts of inadequacy and feelings of failure regarding this subject. Because in the movies, children go to bed at bedtime, fall asleep with minimal effort on their parent’s end, and sleep peacefully all through the night……
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