Dear Weary Mom,
Don’t get up. Not this time.
Juggling all that life throws at us is chaotic sometimes. We meet ourselves coming and going at the door. We spend time creating a schedule, watching it fill up, realizing we’d rather be doing other things. We show up at activities tired and stressed, probably having mediated a sibling argument along the way. It’s tough to keep our own hearts steady when all around us can seem so volatile. But, dear weary mom….
I see you. I can find you in a crowd. You are my kindred spirit in the world of motherhood.
What would I say to you that might make any difference? I’m not sure, really, except maybe that I am walking a path similar to the one you are walking.
I think about you when I drag myself out of bed each morning. Somehow, I haven’t learned the fine art of getting to bed early enough on a regular basis. As I quietly enjoy my coffee, I sit and read a short devotional, focusing on starting my day with a word from The One who truly knows our journey – yours and mine. My strength can only come from Him.
I wonder how you are doing as I sometimes find myself feeling overwhelmed with the duties of motherhood – meals, laundry, schooling, clean-up, medicines, therapies, schedules. I wonder if you are managing the day better than I am. I wonder if you feel overwhelmed as you see another pile of dishes, or the growing mountain of laundry – wasn’t it just a molehill yesterday? Are you tired of seemingly drawing a line in the sand, whether it’s to protect a child, or to stand against the influences that come into your home?
Do you get to the end of the day and feel completely spent, yet like you’ve really done nothing of value in that day? Do you feel that, in the grand scheme of things, nothing you’re doing is making an impact?
Dear weary mom, you matter, your family matters. Everything that you do to bloom and grow where you’re planted is honoring God’s plan for your life. And I see you.
I see you drawing your line in the sand when something truly matters. I know full well what it’s like to make a choice that truly makes a difference. We have a child with special needs and before we decide on anything that will be a steadfast rule for him, we count the cost. We think of when, and how, and how often, and how long we will need to draw our lines in the sand with regards to a rule. We think through anything that may cause us to bend or break that rule, and how that might be perceived by him. We try to be as flexible as we can, but sometimes life needs rules, and explaining that to a child with special needs can be so difficult.
As you draw your line in the sand, know that I am with you. I will meet you at that line, and I will hold your hand. We will wait and we will hold steadfast, together, knowing that God knows exactly where we are.
Dear Weary Mom, as I meet you at the line in the sand, and as we stand together for those tough decisions that truly matter, I don’t want you to be surprised if you get knocked down. Maybe you feel that you’re down now. You’ve stood up as many times as you can. I know. I really know.
Don’t stand up this time. It’s okay. You don’t have to get all the way up – just get to your knees. Together we will pray. We will remind God that these are all His blessings, but that we are unable, in our human strength, to manage them as we should. We will pray for wisdom to know what to hold tightly to, for peace in the midst of storms, for unending love, for perseverance to face each moment.
Dear Weary Mom, if you can’t get up, stay down. Stay on your knees and pray. God will give us the strength we need to stand again. For now, though, don’t get up. Not this time.