It’s the weekend and, like I do every weekend, I sit, with my computer on my lap, loading photos and selecting the “bests” from the week before.
Walking into school, wearing his backpack
Driving his “race car”
Her first birthday
Hugging after bath time
Little moments of joy that make a week.
That make a life.
She just turned one and he is days away from four.
The two of them are already the best of friends and experience more joy from a bathtub of bubbles than I sometimes experience in a day. I can’t help but marvel at the blessing of being their mother and the burden of doing it “right.”
They depend on me for everything.
Thoughts of the weight of motherhood lead me to cross.
How I can’t do it on my own.
The greatness of the love of our Father.
It’s funny how God uses the ordinary to teach the extraordinary.
The more I think about the importance of pouring into the two little lives God has blessed me with, the more I realize how much He wants to pour into my own life.
This is such a simple truth that I need constant reminding of – as my Father, God desires for me to depend on him the way my kids depend on me.
As an adult, with so many things stretching me thin, I often start depending on myself and others – but not my Father God.
But thankfully, God knows those struggles and extends much grace. He gently uses simple photos from my week to remind me that He is there, and that I will be able to experience full joy when I depend on Him.
How does God remind you to depend on Him?