The great irony of Motherhood is that the moments we don’t “want” often hold the treasures we’ll cling to for the rest of our lives…
But then, I watch my daughter in all her bravery step off the zipline platform. I wake up to the whispers of her and her friends snuggled in one bunk reading their Bibles together.
I watch her worship, her heart returning to the God who gave her to me and I want to stay at camp forever.
My task oriented self doesn’t want to leave a sink full of partially washed dishes to traipse all the way across the house to “COME LOOK!!!!!”. Can’t it wait for later? When my task is done? When my hands are dry?
But then, I see her creation, her words, her eyes. She points to her creation, slips her sweet hand in mine and smiles with pride.
In Magic Marker and 6 shades of pink, “I luv my Mommy.” My heart melts. It’s a work of art.
In the Middle of the Night
But then, I hold my little boy, wipe his “cryings” from his eyes, as he snuggles his chubby little face into my shoulder.
He wraps his sweet arms around my neck, his breathing matches mine and there’s nowhere else on earth I’d rather be.
There are priceless treasures hidden in every moment of our day.
Are we looking for them right now? Or do we live in the lie the they always wait one step ahead, just out of reach? After the kids go to bed. When they get older. After I get a good night’s sleep.
The most beautiful, valuable diamonds are hidden in lumps of coal that an undiscerning eye would simply toss aside in pursuit of small, worthless stones.
So let us remember that the goal of our days isn’t to achieve comfort, ease or a completed to do list. The goal is to exercise our ability to find the glorious in the mundane. Because it’s there. It’s always there.
And the reward? Priceless.Leave a Comment