{Five Minute Friday flash mob, y’all: Mighty.}
Someone today told me I was super mom.
Ha. I don’t feel mighty, these days.
Days of ER visits, and a sick babe, and a sick mama, and a three year old that bolts in parking lots and screams when he is mad. Days Weeks of crying for Dad, for dogs, for EVERYTHING.
But I don’t need to be mighty, not when I’m awash in a sea of grace.
And sure my life raft feels postage stamp sized, sometimes, and razor thin. And I may have declared this day OVER at 5 pm after the three year old ran in front of a moving vehicle because he was mad. And I maaaay have subsequently put my two oldest children in bed before seven.
But the Truth is mighty and His grace is sufficient and maybe we didn’t have the spring break I envisioned, but my babes, I love them so.
And they know it. Even when I am melting down at 5 pm.
So I apologize {a lot}, snuggle copious amounts with the crier, the runner, and the sickie, pretend like I don’t see the mess ALL OVER MY HOUSE, and start again tomorrow.
And that, folks? That could be a little mighty.
A round-up of our recent days. Curated by my iPhone.
~M.
And the Mighty One has your back (and your front, and both sides) :). He is with you on the sea of grace–may you feel his presence as you meet each challenge. Praying for you and cheering you on from the next post over at FMF :).
Glad to know I’m not the only one that loses it at 5pm and does a lot of apologizing among the loving day-to-day. 😉 Blessings from another FMF sister.
Knowing what it takes to do this parenting thing day after day, I say that if you end the day with as many kids as you began, you’re sittin’ pretty. 🙂 The hugs matter much more than cleaning a mess. Keep loving in that mighty way.