Can you imagine what all moms across the country did this morning trying to get their little flocks off to church? They dressed, fed, and loaded them up. They hushed their child's tears or soothed their grumpy attitudes away. This was going to be a good day. A good follow up to a great celebration. A day to rejoice. A day to worship the Lord.
However, first that age old question was given. 'Are we going to church today?' Momma herself had to decide...'do I take them to church or do I keep them home?' What is a momma to do? They need to go to church...I need to go to church...but as I get ready, I am reminded of my resolve to NEVER take them out of the house again. Teenagers who cop an attitude, tweens who are grouchy, toddler who is behind the couch coating everything in sticky, white sunscreen(!) and a baby who is crying loudly to nurse.
Does momma lose it and end up speaking LOUDLY
? Does she end up in tears? I confess that yes, I did both. However, I did not stay in that place of despair. I reminded myself of what my good friend said the night before. "I may have been in Church with my little ones, but I didn't always have a Godly heart." That sums it up. I want to be there AND have a Godly heart! I want to know God. How can I lead these children to him if all they ever see is me and my failures? The answer is once again GRACE. I needed to have grace on tired children, grumpy hubby, and my hormonal self. If God can give me grace for all I have done, why can't I do the same for others?
I love my children.
I love my hubby.
I love my life.
I am grateful for where God has allowed me to walk in life.
I am grateful for salvation through the Lord Jesus Christ.
