Those who know me know that mothering is one of my hard things. Those who don’t know me find out that I have eight kids and think I must be an amazing mom.
It is always difficult to explain my mothering dynamic to others. It often consists of crying out to God for wisdom and grace and much redemption of the years that the locusts have eaten.
I don’t have good answers for things. I do have lots of questions.
I love my good mommy friends who inspire me with their ability to relax and enjoy their children. Through them, I am learning.
I know I am growing.
Honestly, summer break with my children finds me struggling. This is a prayer for the struggle. If you are struggling with something today, know that you are not alone.
We all bear our part of the broken.
Look deep into my mind, Lord, deep into my heart.
I am struggling to go on; to live and to love.
In my weakness, show compassion.
In my agony, heal my heart.
Show favor and love to me.
Teach me to love others, especially those in my home.
I know that you hear.
I trust you will answer.