12/06/2023
I remember sitting at my church’s crying room with my two toddlers while also being pregnant with my third, trying to calm a hysterical and tired toddler who *really* wanted me to fix his broken banana. He was so worked up, that trying to reason with him was impossible. It was as impossible as trying to fix a broken banana was. That really didn't feel like Kingdom work.
And if you asked anyone who was there about how I handled that situation, they’d tell you that while I did in fact appear to be engaged in battle, I wasn't treating it like the important Kingdom work it was.
I see you. You're in the trenches. You're figuratively knee deep in toddler dysregulated big feelings and literally knee deep in laundry and house work. And while it’s exhausting, it doesn't feel like Kingdom work. But it is. Calming toddler tantrums, washing dirty hands and sweeping up yet more crumbs off the floor is Kingdom work. It is worship. It matters.
God chose you to raise up the next generation. It's a precious and priceless gift. And it's exhausting and really hard. But it matters. And HE sees you. He sees the living sacrifice, the reasonable act of worship. He sees you serve your little ones in a million selfless and thankless ways every single day. And He gently and lovingly sustains you.
See, He is gentle with you. Let that sink in deep and take root in your soul, so that because of His gentleness to you, you can be gentle with yourself. And with your children.
He sees. He knows. He's gentle with you. Be gentle with yourself, you're doing important Kingdom work every single day.
Tag a mama who needs this reminder, 'cause I know I'm not the only one.