The girls were whiny. My heart was whiny. “I can’t handle one more meltdown,” I thought to myself. My mind was on overload. I couldn’t wipe one more precious nose. I couldn’t listen to one more cough. And I didn’t want them to watch one more show. These kids were sick and this mama was too. I may have thought, “We are a mess!” more than once. It had been quite a day and I was done. Have you ever been there? I hope I’m not the only one!
He showed up in my thoughts and gently made sense of how I was feeling. As I was cooking dinner, I looked at the bubbles and steam coming from the yummy simmering dish I was preparing. As simple as it was, I got lost in the beautiful movement and rhythm of the bubbles! I saw them as myself – I was being refined and it was hot. But those bubbles were creating such a yummy smell and an even more delicious sauce. It had to happen this way. I realized at that moment – we are chosen to be mommies to help make us stronger, better. It is no easy feat but it is worth it and we will come out with a heart that has more grace, more compassion and more love.
I wish I could say, after this brief encounter with Jesus in my kitchen, that everything got better. There was still whining. There were still tears and there were still runny noses to wipe. But my perspective changed and I took a step back and chose to love right where we were in the middle of this “mess”, this wonderful, life-giving, God-honoring mess. For that I am thankful.
“That’s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
2 Cor. 12:10
In His GREAT love,