Words to Live By

When I first started this blog, here is the stage of motherhood I was in (please note the spunky little youngster in the throes of the terrible twos):


Then along came this day…..with another spunky little youngster in guess what stage….What unexpected joys and laughs and challenges…I know, truly, so blessed.

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The youngsters have grown a bit. You survive the sleepless nights, the diapers, the restraints of nap schedules and early bedtimes and trying to teach healthy eating habits and safety and stranger danger. Somehow you get to the end of those days where everything feels so urgent and everyone feels so needy and you are surprised that there are new challenges and expectations and dangers. That’s where I find myself today, in 2018. Sometimes I get more sleep. Sometimes I don’t.

And whether it’s blurry days upon days of caring for the needs of a precious newborn, or the surprising, exhausting, and hilarious ride of parenting a toddler, or managing the days of independent kids who are growing into young adults… there are days of motherhood that I really think that I cannot go on.  That surely the Lord must have left me out to dry because I feel completely unable to go on, to do it right, to show love, to instruct, to care for everyone’s needs. These words from Lamentations 3 are often in the forefront of my mind and on the tip of my tongue….these are the promises that give me hope when I feel hopeless:

22 Because of the LORD’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.

23 They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.


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