Nov. 5: Moms
Today I am thankful for other mom friends. For moms. For mothers. Call them what you want but God Bless them.
Here is the beginning of my day: Michael wakes up today and after working for a short period of time comes out of his office and says, "I gotta pack to go to the airport." My first thought, how is he getting there? I have mom's morning ministry at church!!!
He looks at me utterly confused. "You, honey."
Great. Mixup number one. I can't miss opening up for our ministry, how the heck is he gonna get to the airport?
Grace #1: Michael calls his mom. At the drop of a hat she is ready and willing to bring him to the airport.
I managed to get the kids to church on time today for mom's ministry. It's such a beautiful group of women I am surrounded by. Women who want to grow in Christ. Women who encourage, uplift and join together for support.
Grace #2: Other mom's who are right where I am, who question, doubt and have anxiety about their roles as mothers. We are not alone.
A fellow mom friend and her daughter came over for lunch today and a play-date. Our hearts are so similar and the ways Christ is lighting up her life as so fun to see. She fills my soul.
Grace #3: A 'soul' friend who is like family.
And then I made a mistake today. In my mind I royally screwed up but in the grand scheme of life it probably is a minor thing. A month ago I signed up to bring a meal to a friend who just had a baby. And on Monday of this week it occurred to me that I hadn't received an email reminder about bringing the meal. So in an effort to be on top of things, I went online to look at the schedule, only to discover I had completely missed the date about two weeks go. In a frantic attempt to make up for my lack of memory two weeks ago, I signed up to bring another meal. Today.
I put a reminder in my phone. I figured if I put the reminder in at 7:00am this morning that would be PLENTY of time to get the meal prepared sometime today.
7:00am came and went. So much for a reminder.
In fact the day came and went. I even ATTENDED a MOM'S MORNING with the beautiful mother I was to bring a meal to…and it didn't. trigger. anything.
UNTIL I'm at dance class (for the first time) with my daughter and two boys (Michael happens to be traveling) and I'm talking to a friend who also has a child in class. I get a text at 5:00pm from the mom who is expecting meal…She's so sweet. She says, "Just checking to see if chili was tonight or next wed? Can't find my email with the info." (She's adorable and very very gracious).
G.R.E.A.T. I'm stuck at dance, with three kids and a family on the other end who is waiting on me to feed them. Again. Wonderful.
I tell my friend at dance what happened. She reassures me. "I've done that before. Just go to Panera and grab a meal. I'll stay with your boys and Addie."
Seriously?
Grace #4: A mom who sees my distress, makes no judgement and offers a quick solution. Not only does she offer a solution but is part of it.
So after buying (what was supposed to be a home cooked meal) and being sure to add plenty of extra goodies to make up for it (I thought the bottle of wine might help her forget my forgetfulness ) I drive the meal over to their house.
This sweet little family with a new angel in their lives is waiting in their living room.
Grace #5: I sheepishly greet my friend, she hugs me and the first words out of her mouth are…I love you.
I am so blessed.
I drop off the meal and still feel horrible. I call my mom.
Grace #6: She answers. She usually does. And if she doesn't, she calls back quickly. And she laughs with me about the situation…
I get my kids home, turn around for another meeting at church. I text a friend to tell her what I did. I called my other close friend to let her know what I did.
Grace #7. One tells me she forgot something for a potluck last night at her son's school. The other also tells me she loves me. And both laugh with me.
And now I'm here, in quiet, with my feet up, a quiet house and a little time to unwind. As I'm scrolling through Facebook to unwind I see the picture below. And I'm reminded, yet again, that none of this really matters. But what matters is who I am, how I love, how I spread the message of Christ's love and how time flies. Jackson, Addie Rose, and Asher…may I be the best mom I know how to be to you three. Love you all and love all those moms in my life who offer witness to this for me. Thankful.
Here is the beginning of my day: Michael wakes up today and after working for a short period of time comes out of his office and says, "I gotta pack to go to the airport." My first thought, how is he getting there? I have mom's morning ministry at church!!!
He looks at me utterly confused. "You, honey."
Great. Mixup number one. I can't miss opening up for our ministry, how the heck is he gonna get to the airport?
Grace #1: Michael calls his mom. At the drop of a hat she is ready and willing to bring him to the airport.
I managed to get the kids to church on time today for mom's ministry. It's such a beautiful group of women I am surrounded by. Women who want to grow in Christ. Women who encourage, uplift and join together for support.
Grace #2: Other mom's who are right where I am, who question, doubt and have anxiety about their roles as mothers. We are not alone.
A fellow mom friend and her daughter came over for lunch today and a play-date. Our hearts are so similar and the ways Christ is lighting up her life as so fun to see. She fills my soul.
Grace #3: A 'soul' friend who is like family.
And then I made a mistake today. In my mind I royally screwed up but in the grand scheme of life it probably is a minor thing. A month ago I signed up to bring a meal to a friend who just had a baby. And on Monday of this week it occurred to me that I hadn't received an email reminder about bringing the meal. So in an effort to be on top of things, I went online to look at the schedule, only to discover I had completely missed the date about two weeks go. In a frantic attempt to make up for my lack of memory two weeks ago, I signed up to bring another meal. Today.
I put a reminder in my phone. I figured if I put the reminder in at 7:00am this morning that would be PLENTY of time to get the meal prepared sometime today.
7:00am came and went. So much for a reminder.
In fact the day came and went. I even ATTENDED a MOM'S MORNING with the beautiful mother I was to bring a meal to…and it didn't. trigger. anything.
UNTIL I'm at dance class (for the first time) with my daughter and two boys (Michael happens to be traveling) and I'm talking to a friend who also has a child in class. I get a text at 5:00pm from the mom who is expecting meal…She's so sweet. She says, "Just checking to see if chili was tonight or next wed? Can't find my email with the info." (She's adorable and very very gracious).
G.R.E.A.T. I'm stuck at dance, with three kids and a family on the other end who is waiting on me to feed them. Again. Wonderful.
I tell my friend at dance what happened. She reassures me. "I've done that before. Just go to Panera and grab a meal. I'll stay with your boys and Addie."
Seriously?
Grace #4: A mom who sees my distress, makes no judgement and offers a quick solution. Not only does she offer a solution but is part of it.
So after buying (what was supposed to be a home cooked meal) and being sure to add plenty of extra goodies to make up for it (I thought the bottle of wine might help her forget my forgetfulness ) I drive the meal over to their house.
This sweet little family with a new angel in their lives is waiting in their living room.
Grace #5: I sheepishly greet my friend, she hugs me and the first words out of her mouth are…I love you.
I am so blessed.
I drop off the meal and still feel horrible. I call my mom.
Grace #6: She answers. She usually does. And if she doesn't, she calls back quickly. And she laughs with me about the situation…
I get my kids home, turn around for another meeting at church. I text a friend to tell her what I did. I called my other close friend to let her know what I did.
Grace #7. One tells me she forgot something for a potluck last night at her son's school. The other also tells me she loves me. And both laugh with me.
And now I'm here, in quiet, with my feet up, a quiet house and a little time to unwind. As I'm scrolling through Facebook to unwind I see the picture below. And I'm reminded, yet again, that none of this really matters. But what matters is who I am, how I love, how I spread the message of Christ's love and how time flies. Jackson, Addie Rose, and Asher…may I be the best mom I know how to be to you three. Love you all and love all those moms in my life who offer witness to this for me. Thankful.
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