"Where society is rightly ordered children are regarded, not as an encumbrance,
but as an inheritance; and they are recieved, not with regret, but as a reward"
I read this quote in a book the other day and it hit me right between the eyes.
Because some moments it's really hard to see your kids through eyes of grace and gratitude.
Cue those times of whining, power struggles, disobedience and all around mayhem.
Those moments when you shock yourself with how hot your blood boils, and how insane your thoughts whirl.
Motherhood can be really hard.
It can have you so discouraged you wonder how any of you will make it through another day.
That's just the honest truth.
But it truly is a gift.
Children are an inheritance.
We mothers 'in the trenches' sometimes lose sight of that.
The stick and grime of daily messes that require continual cleaning cloud our eyes to the sparkling truth beneath.
That little 'mess maker' is a beautiful soul entrusted to our care.
Sometimes we just need to step outside of the daily chaos and hear the voices of those with a clearer perspective:
The aged Grandma... who's eyes twinkle with the remembrance of tiny footsteps.
The empty-nest Mother... who wonders at how quickly her kids grew and moved away.
The friends/family who have miscarried... and long to hold such a gift in their own arms.
The Author of Creation... who knits the soul together in their Mother's womb.
These voices all say remember.
That precious child in your care is a gift.
Better than any parcel under your tree.
Opening layers of your own heart you didn't know were there.
I know my heart needs these reminders daily.
To treasure these moments 'gifted' to me.
When I look back at moments like these, how can I not delight in our inheritance?
Hope you squeeze the ones you love tighter today
(just not around the neck)!
mama Mel ;o)