It’s kinda funny how things can trigger different emotions, sometimes predictable and others not so much. I was quite confused when we received a box in the mail with the letters WWF printed on the outside of the box. Mark and I hadn’t ordered anything from the World Wildlife Fund and I couldn’t think as to why we would receive a parcel from them.
When I opened the box, I was pleasantly shocked by what was inside. Some may think that the contents wouldn’t be considered “anything overly special” but when I saw it I burst into tears. Inside was a stuffed caribou and a paper stating a donation was made in our honour of my family to protect the caribou.
For those who don’t know me very well, may think that I am a bit crazy for getting emotional over such a gift. Well prior to becoming a momma, I worked in the federal government and one of my files over the years was working with the species at risk act-some of which time I spent specifically on the woodland caribou.
Since becoming a momma, I have sometimes struggled with what I am actually doing with my time and the impact of it. Unlike work, there is no recognition, no pay and no awards. There are tantrums, sleepless nights and food thrown on the floor during almost every meal. I will reiterate, I do have an amazing son and have little to really complain about but there are some days that are hard.
I read the blogs that tell me what I am doing does matter and I know they are true but sometimes it doesn’t feel like it. I remember a momma of two young children saying to me “sometimes there are very few rewards in parenting”. Maybe she is right especially during this phase of baby and toddler-hood. Then I think, what happens if your children decide to not be a follower of Christ and do what they would like with their lives. What if they fall into the grasp of drugs and alcohol (this is where my paranoid mind goes)? Does that negate all that I’ve done as a mother?
So now what, is all that I am working for potentially worth nothing? Like some of my projects at work, will I labour in vain and have nothing come from my blood, sweat and tears?
And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose.
I have been blessed to be called a momma. I know that although the daily battles are real, I know that God will work it all for His good and His glory. It may mean I may not see the outcomes of my struggles in my lifetime and I must be okay with that. It’s all about God’s plans and HIS glory.
For from him and through him and for him are all things.
To him be the glory forever! Amen.
So mommas, don’t lose heart. Regardless of where you worked prior to being a momma, you must remember you were doing all things for Christ. This has not changed; the location, the management and goals/purposes may have have but the ultimate purpose of working for the glory of God has not. This is something that I have to remind myself everyday.
So I encourage you to pick up your daily cross and be prayer warriors for you and your family. We don’t know what God has in store for us and our families but if we are faithful, He too will be faithful.
Now may the God of peace himself sanctify you completely, and may your whole spirit and soul and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. He who calls you is faithful; he will surely do it.
1 Thessalonians 5:23-24