It is literally twenty. Four. Seven.
Some nights I don't feel like washing the bottles, folding little onesies, picking up toys. Because some nights I am just tired.
Some days I feel like I just have to do this because this little guy is depending on me. I'm all he has right now. So I do it, and I always will. But sometimes I don't practice grace in the moment and I do whatever it is that he is needing with a lot of frustration.
Sometimes I forget about how blessed I am to have a beautiful healthy son who thinks the world of me, who lights up when he sees me and finds peace and rest in my arms. I'm not always thankful.
Sometimes I make to do lists and go at this whole motherhood thing as a job, and those days are so unfulfilling. I don't always savor this time.
And some days I need someone to say this to me...
That I am mighty.
I am doing Kingdom work.
I am raising a warrior.
Another son of God.
And then it all comes into perspective.
This is the greatest life I could have asked for.
Better than anything I could have dreamed of.
Because I know if I could have created my son however I wanted, he would not be as perfect as the little boy who I get to pick up and kiss every morning.
And I will do anything I have to do to lead this child to the cross and to Jesus.
Because this isn't diaper changes, baby chasing, spit up cleaning.
This is kingdom work.
And I am mighty.
And you are too, Moms.
Thank you Alaina, for sending me this video. And the fact that it made you think of me. I love you!
I feel you, but this is SO true! We are doing kingdom work. Haha even if I have to tell myself that on repeat some days :)
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