Get Busy Resting
Sitting is a rare occurrence for moms. It seems there’s always a mess to clean up, dishes to wash, dinner to cook, laundry to wash, dry, fold, iron, put away…and never mind any responsibilities outside the home! Moms get little time to rest, but we’re supposed to. We know it. Bewildered by the absurdity of when and how to rest, we keep toiling, striving, trying to get it all done—only to find that it never ends.
Tour Bus Perspective
Perspective. It’s all in the way you look at something. In most of life’s circumstances we have the choice to look at something negatively or positively. Sort of like the glass half full/half empty train of thought.
Devoted
The house was large enough—and the marriage cold enough—that the husband and wife could claim the same address but barely toss each other an occasional glance.
Both were devoted to their jobs, working long hours, doing more than expected. Both devoted themselves to their children. Interviewers captured sound bytes that repeated, “It’s all about the children. Everything I do is for the children.” The unspoken sound byte? “It’s none about the marriage. Nothing I do is for the marriage.”
Even For Them
Slamming the front door, I'd march into the house shouting, "I hate you!” My sweet, even-tempered mother would calmly walk into my room and say, "Now Cheri, I can see you are angry, but you really don't hate anyone. You may dislike or even hate what they do, but you don't hate them. After all, they, too, were created by God.”
A Heart for Humanity
"This one is going to be my room!" said one of the children.” I even got to paint my own closet," another pipes in. Each child gave me the grand tour of their new home, pointing out their favorite aspects of the house. Then we went outside again.” I even got to mow the grass last night."“ Me too," added his sibling, wanting to be included.
