“Are you there God? It’s me, the Mother.”
Anyone else feel like this sometimes? Like, oh yeah, God — He and I were like super close once. Now I barely get time to even talk to Him. For example, this blogpost? This event I’m about to write down. It happened 5 days ago, and I’m just sitting down to write it.
Hold on. Someone pooped their pants.
So, as I was saying.
Oh…. hang on. The baby’s awake.
::Two Days Later::
As I was saying… That God guy.
These days, it’s difficult to have my quiet time. One kid gets up at 5:45 am and one goes to bed at 11 pm and in between there, I’m running a household and working part time. As a result, many times over the past three months I’ve wondered, “God, are you still there?” “Am I still beloved to you?” “Do you get me? Where I am right now? Do you know how much I’d like to hear from you?”
And so, the days go on. Elmo watching, cooking, cleaning (bottoms and counters and couches and toys and such), playing, and reading.
On this particular day, I was sitting with Teddy reading one of his favorite books, “I Love You, Through and Through.” Seriously we’ve read this book 50 times, just today.
In this book, each page has approximately 4 words:
“I love you through and through […] I love your inside and your outside […] Your happy side and your sad side.” And so on.
As I’m reading it for the 4th time, the other day, a page stuck out to me. “I love your happy side and your sad side. Your silly side and your mad side.”
“Your mad side?”
Isn’t it true though? It’s hard, don’t get me wrong; but I still LOVE my kids (yes, even my irrational toddler) when they are mad.
And right then, God said, “Yes. I even love your mad side.”
“Me? You love me when I’m mad? I don’t even get mad over justified things God. How could you love my mad side?”
“I love your mad side. I love you through and through.”
If that doesn’t hit you like a ton of bricks, then… well, I don’t know. But it spoke to me.
God loves me through and through. He meets me where I am. In my busyness. In my never-get-to-sit-still-ness. God’s there. He sees. He hears. He knows. And He loves.
I don’t know about you, but I’m called to listen and pray without ceasing. It’s not something I have to think about or plan out. God doesn’t need my 15 minutes of time with Him each day. My God isn’t limited to that. My God and I are in constant communion. He’s right there, next to me while I play with my kids. While I’m scolding my kids. While I’m doing the dishes. While I’m having a dance party. While I’m gorging on dark chocolate covered almonds with sea salt.
My God doesn’t live in a box. He lives in books, in the sky, in my heart.
So, take heart mama. God’s there. He knows. He sees. He hears. He loves you through and through.
1 thought on “A Mother’s Devotional”
Loved that Natalee, you get it and you know God is with you even when you are mad, mean, stressed or whatever… HE LOVES YOU ! I do know how hard it is to have time alone with the Lord when your kids are little, but enjoy that time with them and just say “thank you God for this time” because it will be gone before you know it and they will be off playing with friends and go away to college, marry and have kids and not have all the time you would like to spend with them…. I know I have 4 boys in 7 years…
I am so glad I took time to sit down with them after school give them a snack and ask all about their day. I LOVE hearing about your day with your boys and I am thankful you take time to write about it. You are a great Mom and a super Granddaughter… Thanks for loving me..