I seem to be spending a lot of my days lately "just getting through the day."
I know it's normal. It's almost the standard mommy-mantra. Just make it through another day.
But I've been thinking on this, and here's the thing: I'm not really ok with that anymore. Everyday that I trudge through, waiting till the kids' bedtime, is another day that I will never get back. I know we all have those days. But they should be the exception, not the rule. What I've discovered is that when I live this way, I lose myself.
The me that was created with a purpose by God. When my Maker formed me, He did so with huge plans for my life. A life that no one else can live but me.
I know that at this stage in my life, one of my biggest "divine appointments" is to be the very best mommy I can be to my kids. And I LOVE that job. But, there is more to being me than just being Mom.
You know those hopes and dreams that are hidden in the back of your heart, the ones you don't think about too often because, well, you're busy being a mom? Yeah, I have those, too.
But I don't think God put those hopes and dreams and glimmers in any of us, only to be ignored. Yes, some days all I can see is the circus I'm directing here at home. But in the midst of that, I am filled with the spirit of God, who says that He can do "immeasureably more than anything I can ask or imagine." A God who wants me to dream big. A God who wants me to live a life of abundance. A God who does what He says He will do.
I tell my kids that God wants them to dream big, to strive for greatness. I think I'm going to start taking my own advice.
Do you have any dreams that you've not given much thought to lately?
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