I've been wanting to write some things, and a bunch of stuff about more stuff, but I find myself at a loss for words today. It wasn't a day full of my shining-est mother moments to create beautiful mother's day memories. We had a rough morning at church after a rough night at the drive in movie with a bunch of middle school boys from the neighborhood. They were being disrespectful and not listening and it was all just a little too much on a day when I felt like I DESERVED BETTER. But the truth is that I do not "deserve" anything. Yet I am given great grace upon grace daily from a wonderful husband (who is the most patient, loving man ever), my own children who forgive my shortcomings, the kiddos who knock on the door again even when I vow never to let them in again, and especially from a heavenly Father who loves me in all my mess. Grace after grace after grace, not the least of which is a fabulously perfect little three year old girl and a miracle baby who is growing by the day, by the hour even . . . So today I am trying to be thankful in the midst of frustration and remember just how much grace I've been shown, so that I can shower those around me with that same grace.
Instead, I will point you towards some things I read the past few days that are sitting in my heart.
How Much is Too Much? (from Flower Patch Farmgirl)
Where is the mommy-war for the motherless child?
Instead, I will point you towards some things I read the past few days that are sitting in my heart.
How Much is Too Much? (from Flower Patch Farmgirl)
Where is the mommy-war for the motherless child?