As moms we are all familiar with the scenario, you see an opportunity to get some work down and seize it. Or, at least try to.
Doing so is like a secret sign to your kids:
I recall a day full of such moments seized and lost. I don’t remember what the workload was, but I remember it being interrupted every few seconds. I can’t tell you whenit was, but I will never forget the still small voice that answered a cry of frustration at to-do’s undone. “They are not interrupting your work. They are your work”
I thought of all the times my kids felt like burdens, that day particularly, that they were keeping me from the things I had to do. Be it sleep, eat, or wash the dishes. But, they are my work. They are one of the biggest things I am called to in this season of motherhood.
Not the dishes, the laundry, or the blog posts. My work begins with my family- my husband then my kids. The two little hearts needing discipleship are my work. The little bodies that need hugs are my work. The four little knees that need boo boos kissed are my work.
That involveskeeping our home. But it is for my familyI do it, it is an act of service not merely cleaning and cooking. It is far more important to play with these little ones on my family room floor then to keep it perpetually shinning. To snuggle on the couch then to be scared of a few pieces of laundry on it needing to be folded.
Slow down. They are words I am sick of hearing I have so often. But, I still need reminders as I am slow to learn the concept of slowing down.
When Natalia will not sleep, but happily sits on my lap, unaware of the laundry that must be folded I should savor it. When I jokingly ask her “Well, will you get off my lap so I can get my work done now?” and she tells me “no” smiling from ear to ear I should smile back to her. It won’t be long until she wiggles off my lap to go on her way, in the meantime slow down and enjoy the chatter full of words no one knows.
It is not always easy. In fact it rarely is, caring for these two little kids in Mark’s and my charge. I was reminded yesterday during church how God has never asked us to do anythingon our own.
When I am frustrated and overwhelmed at not being able to do all I feel I should do God just might tell me, through friends, that that is fine. He never asked me to do it alone, in my weakness his strength can shine through.
I love when I can wrap up a post with one cohesive thought, but that is not today. Today there is too much going on in my mind. It is these three things on my heart today, and what I want to leave you with.
They are not interrupting your work. They are your work.
When you slow down, you might not catch as much life but you will savor far more.
Never has God asked something for us to do this on our own strength.