Another thought. I have been wondering about the things that make motherhood so tough. For me a huge part of it is that it challenges my faith more than anything in my life. In no other area do I feel like the Enemy is waiting to see me fail as much. I feel like he is breathing down my back just waiting...because I know there are times when I am begging God to help me...get this baby to sleep or keep him asleep...or to help my toddler do this or that...or to heal my child, etc and He does none of it. And the Enemy is waiting to see how I respond...waiting to see how mad I get at God. And the truth is, I do get mad. Ugh. I do. But the moment I realize that this is what the Enemy is watching and waiting for...I change my tune...and concentrate more on the sweet moments in a day of chaos. Like my baby boy who is just learning to smile...or my toddler who will randomly hug me...or my husband who likes to bring me home new Starbucks mugs. :)
So last night, after an emotionally draining day of non-napping boys and huge hospital bills arriving in my mailbox...it was suddenly 8pm and all the boys were sleeping. I had alone and I had quiet. I finally pulled a daily devotional out that I had recently been given. I was dying for a morsel from God...even a crumb. Here is what he gave me:
Sing a new song (or tune!) to the LORD because he has done miraculous things. His right hand and his holy arm have gained victory for him. Psalm 98:1
I feel like He and I are gaining victory in these two areas. And that was just the crumb I needed to continue my search for a new song...new attitude...new outlook. I am thankful for my fresh start today...and tomorrow...and the next day.
Sorry for such a rambling post...I don't know if any of that makes sense to anyone but me...but I had to get it out so I could stop thinking about it during the wee hours of the morning when I should be getting back to sleep. :)
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