For Worn Out Moms Who Need A Breath of Fresh Air
Small, Doable Steps Toward Lasting Growth
Though whilst your doing them they may not “feel” like much…
The proverbial door of autumn is cracked wide open and the chilly gust o’ wind whips by my tousled hair. A kid screams bloody murder from a few yards away, because that is the choice of communication when you are kids. Or is it just mine. Yes that is rhetorical – without a question mark. Because when you are a youngish mom, you sometimes feel like your kids are the only ones.
My husband is in the physical therapy part of the large hospital complex and I drive to the far back corner of the lot where I spot numerous pine trees and shade. A chunk of area afar off the main buildings lay bare and lonely, calling for a family to come and play hither yon.
We unpack the trunk, full of our school books and art supplies. I grab my coffee and a satchel and we hobble over to spread the blanket atop the crunchy fallen leaves.
True to form, my oldest submerses himself in the chapter book I brought for him, my middle child doesn’t last long sitting in one spot and quickly ventures across the grass traipsing like an elk on new territory. My youngest sits calmly, sketch book on her lap with colors of coloring things laid out before her and contentedly lets her imagination fly onto the pages.
Me. I do what I love and what comes naturally. I grab my camera and begin to document them. My surroundings. The nature around me which is God’s artwork ever changing. I love to think of His canvas as a live art show, happening before our very eyes.
You know those digital photo frames that tried to become popular a handful of years back? Yeah, like that but better. His world, the seasons -they are changing in front of me and I am learning to accept the change, just like the soul-work change He is doing in me.
Different seasons bare different fruit, but they can all be good, yummy and purposeful in their own way.
New seasons are a blessing. Not always easy but a blessing. You say goodbye to one and welcome another, as is life. I thank Him for fresh beginnings and new times. I thank Him for chances to make more memories that I wrap up in mental vintage lace and set on my shelf so I can go back later and enjoy them when I need reminders of the goodness.
I did the Happiness Dare almost 6 months ago now. Oh, how human we are and need the reminders that it’s okay to smile and to laugh. His Word says so, but like the fallible human I am I give way to the wrong voice here and there and have to stop and retrace my steps.
Self-Acceptance & Peace
I am learning to receive Grace as we emerge from this lovely but unique month where my hubby was able to be home due to the injury he incurred at work. We spent more, much needed time together -so obviously my time spent elsewhere was cut way back. Less blog posts to be exact. Today I am choosing to forgive myself for dropping the ball in this area. Enough, Meghan. Being bitter at yourself and focusing on what you didn’t do will only ruin the great family time you have enjoyed.
I am learning to receive Grace when I would rather hold onto my kids and cuddle than be in front of a screen, solo. To let go of guilt for not being able to respond to all the chings, dings and beeps -so I uninstalled the Twitter app from my phone, as I did the Facebook one a year ago. The snap-to-it pressure isn’t lingering over my shoulder now and I am feeling more free. I believe this is what I needed to produce fresh fruit. I am thankful I obeyed and glad to see what emerges from this soil.
I am learning to receive Grace when my sleep schedule is off because our toddler squeezes in between us in the middle of the night. The edge doesn’t suit me after bearing 3 kids, but I don’t have the heart to move her every time.
I am learning to receive Grace in all the little ways I can or I am so hard on myself that I can not even celebrate the victories I have been blessed with.
In her book, 40 Days to a Joyful Motherhood, Sarah Humphrey says, “…that is the ticket. Learning to accept where we are. If we never get to the acceptance part, we will always be trying to fix something. And if I am always trying to fix something I am not enjoying anything.“
So give me a steaming cup of coffee and a large slice of autumn pie latticed with Grace with a dollop of whipped topping, please and thank you!
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Have you struggled with accepting where you are? Maybe you have made small, productive steps toward change that could help others?
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I will be featuring a writer on Mondays from the previous Tuesday #TeaAndWord linkup here at the blog starting in November because I want to say THANK YOU, sweet friends – for being willing vessels, agents of the Lord’s healing in my life this past year. You each have made such a difference in my life!
I will share more next week about Nov. 7th’s debut.
This post is part of the #Write31Days event tucked away on my blog shelf in 31 Days of Art and is the fruit of a 40 day artsy devotional for moms which you can find HERE, and also the fruit of participating in an emotional freedom growth group led by a wonderful life coach and fellow blogger whom you can find HERE.
For a previous post including this book review visit my post about “identity” –HERE.
All glory be to God in the highest.
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