Hubs has been out in a village since Sunday morning. If, in love, distance makes the heart grow fonder. In parenting, distance makes the heart grow gratitude. A few days alone and I have a renewed perspective on just how much that man helps me.
He's making his way home now. Speed that train along.
To keep up my stamina, I've been listening to this talk to young moms by Carolyn Mahaney. Worth putting on your iPod if you have little ones underfoot.
She brought up an aspect of mothering that I rarely think of, but that has been on my mind a lot this week.
Faith.
I know it seems obvious. But very often it isn't really foremost in my mind. When Jude's diaper failed and he's dripping pee, I roll my eyes and wonder how I will make it through 20 more years of this kind of life. I don't think about what God has promised me. I want to invite more thought on the unseen realm and set my hope there...even in the midst of these tiny daily crises.
Read this on a random blog this week. Fit right in with my theme:)
“The only opportunity you will ever have to live by faith is in the circumstances you are provided this very day: this house you live in, this family you find yourself in, this job you have been given, the weather conditions that prevail at the ...moment.” Eugene Peterson
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