It was 9pm and I was tucked into my bed, relaxing from the afternoon of driving and carpooling all around town. I love my bedtime routine; no talking, no fighting, and nobody in my room. Pete was enjoying the Pacer’s game in the basement, and I was all by myself. Just me and the quiet room – oh, and the two dogs.
Next thing I know, my door is thrown open and this gust of wind appears at the foot of my bed…
“Mommy, I didn’t write my story. I need to write my story. It is due tomorrow!”
Panic struck Katie’s face as she yells out (destroying my quiet).
“Okay, we aren’t going to do it right now. I will wake you early in the morning to do it, BUT no complaining when I wake you up at 6am. Do you hear what I am saying?”
“Yes, mom. I won’t.” (I might have rolled my eyes here).
I knew what this meant. It meant a morning of tears and yelling. I was not looking forward to it.
I do my best to get up before my kids because I am not a morning person. I don’t like to talk, to problem solve or to do homework in the morning. This meant I would need to get up very early to prep for what was ahead. I set my alarm to 5:15am (which really meant I listened for Pete’s alarm).
This morning was all I expected and more. It was frustrating, maddening, and like pulling teeth with Katie. Writing a story with Katie is beyond words (and I am a writer). Eventually though – after about 30 minutes – we finished up. Needless to say, once I dropped off the kids at school today, I needed a nap.
Now, I could sit here and complain all day, but I decided instead to look at the up side of the events that transpired over the last 12 hours.
- God gave me a ministry – to be a mom.
- God gave me (and Katie) an opportunity to prep for an event that might put some strain on my life – He had Katie come in and tell me she had forgotten to do her homework.
- God gave me a good night sleep to be ready for what was to come in the morning.
- God made sure I was awake at 5:15a to have my coffee and read the paper – alone and in silence (okay TJ did interrupt a few times, but over all I still had my quiet).
- God gave Katie the strength to get up at 6am without a fight (this in itself is a miracle).
- God gave Katie and I fortitude to get the job done.
When God gives us tasks, he preps us for them. He gives us everything we need to accomplish His work. We just have to be aware of those gifts.
Even though they may not have been aware of it, the disciples were all equipped to do their ministry work. From the day they were born, God had them flagged for great things. He has pinpointed each one of us for unique ministries. We have the choice to turn our backs or boldly take on the task. It is up to us to open our hearts and minds to what God is calling us to do.
Being a mom is not easy. It zaps your energy. It is a thankless, humbling ministry. We all do things for our kids that we would never do for anyone else. We are the cleaner uppers, the know-where-everything-is mamas, and the problem solvers. We will be called at all hours of the day and night. The ministry is never-ending, in fact it gets more difficult as our kids get older.
Problems will shoot from all arenas of your house – and they are aimed directly at you. Sometimes it will be something small, but draining (like my work with Katie). Sometimes it will be something huge and time consuming. Whatever it is, God will equip you to do it. He knows the importance of your ministry. Don’t turn your back on Him, because He is your source of energy. He is the one who has been paving the way for you all along. His goal is to equip you with everything you need to be a mother. My guess is, if you look back on your past, He has been preparing you all the days of your life.
Happy Mothers Day!