Do you ever feel like your everyday is on Repeat – playing the same stinky attitudes, the same struggles, the same precarious spills and messes from the same precious darlings you occasionally think about giving away to some patient person who can handle all the drama and craziness of your right-now life? (Not permanently. I understand. Just long enough for you to have a break and breathe in one loooong soul-satisfying breath.)
Sometimes our souls yearn for a patient ear to listen to the yuck, sift through it, keep what’s worth keeping, and toss the rest. Someone to show us love rather than simply recite about love.
We long for a gentle voice to say,
I SEE YOU! And God sees you too. And you are not alone in all of this.
Yes, there will still be hard days. Really hard days. Where you want to throw in the towel and shout at the sky that you’re done. Like really done.
But I know you won’t quit. For God has put it in your heart to love and care for these delightful and sometimes difficult big and little people.
And even on the worst of days, when you feel like running away, your love as a mom is still an overflowing raging river. Big enough to swallow the mistakes and overlook the stinky attitudes, and vast enough to see potential when everyone else sees failure.
Plus you know how crucial your role is in their lives. They’re looking to you for lessons on life and faith. You are their beacon of hope when it comes to character training, discipline, security, morality, good nutrition, hoops and hollers, and an enthusiastic pat on the back. They know that you will be there no matter what. Through thick and thin. Through tough love and tumultuous days.
Because you’re amazing like that.
So thank you for not quitting. Even when you really want to.
Thank you for holding on in this strenuous sacred season.
We at The Masterpiece Mom applaud the work you are doing. The fashioning and shaping of souls. The equipping of these little light bearers.
And quite frankly, we’re in awe of your courage. Your candidness. Your humble willingness to admit how difficult and demanding motherhood can be, but in the same breath brag and cheer on the other moms around you facing similar hard and holy struggles.
For we are the builders. The architects. The artists of our age helping to craft the next generation of brave men and women. We are the pillars of our homes, holding steady, fueled by a desire to love our children well and train them up in the way they should go. All because of Jesus.
So no, we won’t quit. Even if we feel like it.
Because tomorrow’s harvest is dependent on the seeds we sow today.
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