This morning was a spilled juice, baby spit up all over me, 2 blow outs before 8 am, girls fighting because they couldn’t find the clothes we carefully laid out last night, running so we weren’t late to school kind of day. And I let the circumstances dictate my behavior. I yelled and I just wanted to quit. Days like today I am grateful His mercies are new every morning. I just need to embrace them. Day by day. Moment by moment.
Some days I condemn or congratulate myself depending on my self assessment of how I am doing as a mom. Yelled at the kids= bad mama. Did fun crafts and had awesome family time= good mama. But it occurred to me that either way I am relying on myself. God is the only One who enables me to walk this life with any amount of grace and love. I want to remember this in the good and and the bad. In the laughing and the fighting. May He grant me the grace to remember what He has already done for me. I don’t have to behave a certain way to earn it but to embrace it more and more will continue to change everything about me.
“Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.”