This may come as a surprise to some, but being a mom and a pastor’s wife can at times be frustrating and discouraging. Not everything always goes as planned and sometimes things happen outside of a person’s control. The chicken drops on the floor while you’re rushing out the door to get to a meeting. A child calls complaining about a sibling while you’re in a prayer meeting for someone who is sick. Yeah, mothering and pastoring aren’t always smooth sailing.
Recently, after a bout of difficult, frustrating, challenging, problematic, annoying, exasperating (well, you get the idea) situations I started crying out, whining and even demanding God to show up with help and grace. (Don’t worry, I know that God is not intimidated by my demands.)
I’ve often felt that God is just waiting for us to get really honest with where we are, how we feel about situations, and what’s going on deep inside our hearts. As adults, we’re not much different from our children who act out in some troublemaking way while the real reason is that their feelings have been hurt.
God, in His gracious and tender-hearted way, heard and answered my prayers. This week I’ve experienced daily tokens of His love and encouragements.
Let me recount them:
Sunday: Almost 4 hours of peace and quiet at home by myself while my family was elsewhere for the Vikings game.
Monday: A crisis of serious proportions with a computer was quickly solved by a good friend, saving us thousands of dollars.
Tuesday: An encouraging meeting with the leadership team in which I could share some frustrations and heartaches and they listened with compassion and understanding.
Wednesday: Someone who works with my kids at school told me that he thought they were incredible. Does a mother’s heart wonders!
Thursday: My lengthy breakfast-to-lunch date with my sister helped to fill my emotional tank. Her generous birthday gift overwhelmed me. And listening to my son be applauded after his piano performance raised that tank’s level a bit more.
Friday: A FedEx package from my sister-in-law contained a fun and unusual gift.
Saturday: After being gone all morning to a school board meeting, I came home to a sparkling clean kitchen bathrooms and living room prepared by my children.
Sunday: The day’s not over …….
As I’ve recounted to myself these daily blessings, I’ve realized that God has handed me many blessings and specific gestures of love that I’ve missed. That is probably why my “tank” go so low. Ephesians 4: 30 talks about being “sealed with the Holy Spirit.” God must need to do that because we leak so much.