For the Mom Whose Feet Are Weary

Dear Mom whose feet are weary, 

I know that the road feels long. 

And bumpy. And downright boring at times.

I know that sometimes it feels like you’ll never turn the corner and you wonder if you’ll ever move at a faster pace.

‘Cause that toddler keeps pausing to dig in the dirt and the baby on your hip is growing heavy.

And a mom can only travel so far before she has to pause to kiss a skinned knee or marvel over that fistful of dandelions being offered by chubby hands.

I know that there are days when your road feels lonely, days when you want to lose yourself in Facebook because you’re desperate for a face, any face that doesn’t need to be scrubbed or kissed or held.

And I know that sometimes more than sloppy kisses and belly-laughs, more than applause and recognition,  you just really want a friend.

A friend who understands that you love these little sojourners like crazy but sometimes you feel like you’re losing your mind.

Sometimes you lay in bed at night and wonder if you’ll ever think a straight though again, if you’ll ever chase a dream instead of chasing a slippery toddler streaking noisy through the house. 

And sometimes, when those babies sleep and the sound of your husband’s breathing echoes the steady thumping of your aching heart, you wonder if you’ll ever find the real you beneath all this Mom. 

Oh, mom whose feet are weary, I know the road looks long from here.

 I know that this morning when you woke up you really just wanted to stay in bed and let someone else fill your shoes; just for today.

Or maybe for tomorrow, too. 

But this, I know for sure.

You are not walking alone. 

The One whose feet trudged up Calvary’s hill in your place walks beside you.  He sees you.

He sees your loneliness.

He sees your doubts.

And He’s got your back

And your front.

He’s got your future and your past. 

He’s got you covered.  Every Step.

He knows that you wonder if you’re messing these kids up, and that you worry that you’ll all get lost along the way.

But He  sees that you’re doing something marvelous and mighty and brave just by getting up every morning and putting on your walking shoes once again.

And if you listen closely, you just might hear Him whispering the words you really need to hear:

I’ll take your hand and you take theirs, and we’ll walk this road together. 

‘Cause the One who made you a mommy knows this, too:

That’s how His children make it home. 

One small step at a time. 

The Lord makes firm the steps of the one who delights in him. –Psalm 37:23

 

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