I kiss their cheeks, hands, and feet and tell them I love them. I rock them and pray over them. I listen to them laugh as I tickle their tummies. I sing, read, play, teach, and dance with them daily. I wipe their tears clean from their face. These are the easy moments of being a mommy.
I wrestle disobedience some days more than obedience. I answer the same question for the 21st time. I tell her screaming is not how she gets her way. I hear his moans in the night as he talks in his sleep. I hear him tell me things he's endured and put on my brave face. These are the difficult moments of being a mommy.
This journey isn't easy, but He never promised me it would be. I often find myself on my knees begging for wisdom because I know it doesn't exist in me. Sometimes I feel so pressed, it feels like a physical weight.
I'm clinging to my Jesus right now. I'm trusting He's creating something great for His own glory. I'm hoping in this wait.
Still praying for you my friend! God is working on you all, and it is a beautiful story!
ReplyDeleteHi Erin,
ReplyDeleteMy sister told me about your blog- your story reminded her of me. We are a foster/adoptive Christian family. The words you write, could be mine, word for word :) And, you are right, it ain't easy. It won't be. But obedience to God is the greatest and there is great joy in the hard. Praying for you and your family.
I can hear you saying these words and it brings tears to my eyes. Your heart always shines through.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry I had to miss the party. I have something for her.