5 – Searching for some mommy-peace
is a word that seems to elude me. I love standing in the truth of
peace in Christ, because on any given day, my world is not so
peaceful. It is simply not my season.
snapshot of my life looks like a lot of rushing, a lot of gathering,
a lot of cajoling into socks and underwear small people who would
rather streak naked through the church parking lot outside of my
house, to get to the playground on the other side. It looks like
hurried breakfasts and sneakers put on in the car. It looks like
wading through papers to find the one I lost, and verbalizing my
disgust that people use hardcopies made of paper anymore. It looks
like worry over educational choices for my children, worry over
whether my husband's message will be well received, and worry about
whether we're weird enough to be cool weird, or just weird enough to
can hear Jesus in my ear, His gentle voice laughingly telling me,
“Why do you worry, precious one? Why so rushed? Why so unsettled?”
For a time I can settle down. Sit in His Word at His feet. It's why
Bible study is my lifeblood. It's like my I.V. of sanity in a world
that feels so out of control.
then I'm reminded, “this too shall pass.” These busy days won't
be forever. As we near the end of our study of Ecclesiastes, and wrap
up these verses marked “a time for this”, “a time for that”,
I'm reminded of all the wise women who have sat next to me. Each of
them at some time stated absently “These days won't last forever.
Treasure them. Hold on to them tightly.”
do not have to be in the middle of mommy-struggles to understand the
truth of those words. Experience in this instance, however, is a good
teacher. As you age – younglings, I'm talking to you - you become
ever more aware that years happen more in blinks than as slow moving
If there is something to be taken from Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, let it be
this: There is a time for everything. Which also means that there is
a time for each thing...and that it will pass. We will spend our
whole lives saying goodbye to things in whooshes as they snatch us
for a moment and then pass us by.
the day you started middle school and thought it would never be over?
Remember the days of sorrow over a first love? Those days felt never
ending, like you would never be happy again. Remember the summers of
joy and freedom and star filled nights and crickets, when the clock
moved too quickly and too slowly all at once. Maybe you remember
college dorms, and cafeteria food, and discount tickets to ball
games, and holing up in your cubby in the library until they kicked
you out, and girl talk on someone's loft bed. Maybe you remember the
first years of marriage, sweet dates of grilled cheese and Redbox on
the living room floor. Buying a coffeemaker, just because that's what
adults do, and finding out that not everyone makes their bed and you
just committed your life to one of them. Are any of these memories
speaking to you?
is a time for all of it, and these are just a few examples. What
times has God worked in your life? What great graces has He bestowed
in the carefree days and the days saddled with responsibility? What
precious days or memories and moments has he woven into the fabric of
sweet girls! Embrace the miracle of time today. Thank Him for
every single piece of it.
in and breathe out. Let His Spirit move in you and let it rise up to
say, “You, God, are glorious! You send the sun to mark day, and the
moon to mark each night. As each day passes, Lord, we praise You for
Who You are and what you are doing in every moment of our lives. We
open our hearts to what You would do in Your time. Let us rest in
Your time, Lord. Let us find peace in Your time. Let us share the
story of Your time with others, and one day, be caught up with you in
mommy-self is so thankful for His time. In it things get done, and
people are grown, my heart is spread wide, and He fills it – with
His hope, His Life, and His peace.
look forward to one more week of study with you all! Oh it will be
fun, with topics like vocation, and eternity, and joy. All kinds of
good stuff from His Word as we finish up Ecclesiastes 3. Hope to see
you then, in His time.
time of your life has felt the most hurried?
time of your life do you feel sped by the fastest (in hindsight)?
What time eeked by the slowest?
gifts of grace can you identify in God giving us the passing of time?
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