My Life's Work ~ The Grace Between

My Life’s Work

I have told many friends now, new and old, that I feel like the last four years in Alaska really functioned to narrow down and direct me to a specific ministry, in my case, it is serving and mentoring young Army wives. Then, God placed me in a situation where I will not interact with a single one for one whole year. Now I’m confused. It occurred to me that perhaps this year should act as a season of preparation and learning prior to Fort Campbell, P’s command time, and (yet another) deployment. In the meantime, the women that are here are totally intimidating to me! It has forced me to consider and re-evaluate the reasons that I do what I do. I don’t have another career (anymore), I don’t have a particular talent (I’m crafty, but that’s just for me) …. my world consists of ordering my family’s life, keeping our home clean and peaceful, being helpmate to my handsome man, and face time with the miniature loves of my life. In my head, I KNOW this the highest calling I have but in the face of all these uber-educated, working moms, it sometimes fails to connect to my heart …. until I spend time with my sweet J, who goes about the business of being a kid with such joy, who sings all the time, dresses up, loves to be artistic …. and Wee Man with the sweetest disposition you could ever imagine, a chunky smily baby who loves interaction with people …. and I remember that this is my legacy, my life’s work. My babies are loved by me, by P, and they know it.

~M.
Update: The end result of all this angst, that maybe I didn’t make clear, is the realization that I get to do this. It’s a gift, and one I take for granted too often.
What joy it is ….

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