In just two days it will be August. And that, where has the
time gone, means it is “back to school.” I remember how it was when all my
girls were home and the sound of a quieter house sounded so good. Now my house
is quiet, especially since I don’t do day care anymore, there are days (just
days) when I would love a bit of that “noise”. I came across this today in my
morning readings in my quiet house. Enjoy.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to
you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be
afraid.” (John 14:27)
To all the moms who are furiously juggling a multi-colored Excel
document of appointments, camps, vacations, work schedules, BBQs, parties and
other obligations, who feel like summer has become busier than the school year,
and dream of walking into to see the “Back to School” displays which will
officially start the countdown until the first day of school… this prayer is for
you:
May you have clarity of thought and a
morsel of sanity today. May you know that His grace is enough. For every
season, every tantrum, every question, every failure. It is enough. Always.
May you know that you are wildly loved
by your Father, just as you are. Not because of what you accomplished today, or
didn't. Or how you feel about God at this moment, or whether you complained, or
spent time reading your bible,
or messed up in the worst way, or celebrated a victory. He adores you, just
because.
And with of this knowledge, may you
feel empowered to love your children the same way. The way God asks you to, the
way your kids deserve, and the way you want to.
May you feel equipped to tackle every
challenge, every situation, and every day with courage and joy even if you have
to "start over" 10 times by 9 a.m.
May excitement fill your heart every morning
for all that the day can be. Your children are your treasure, and this day is a
gift-- may you fully embrace it all.
May you lay your head down at night
with a heart that is bursting and memories too plentiful to count. May you know
unspeakable joy at the end of the day.
May you recognize that though these
days are so (so, so, so, so) long, the years are short. They are a breath. And
as you exhale yours in the darkness of the night, may your cup overflow with
thanksgiving. May your dreams be sweet and your sleep be restful.
Sleep well, Momma, knowing that the
work you are doing is good, and your Father is smiling on you.
Enjoy these last days of summer.
Rose
