I visited with a friend today who has gone from one precious little love to two precious little loves in the last 6 weeks. Their family of three welcomed a little boy only six weeks ago… and she said it’s been the hardest time of her mommy-life to date.
Well, if you didn’t know already, from all of the other blog posts that you’ve loyally read ;), our family of three is expecting a baby boy love in the next several weeks. And we truly welcome him with open arms and happy hearts.
And we welcome him humbly, knowing that we simply cannot do it on our own. I welcome him humbly, too, because I hear from many a seasoned mamma that going from one child to two children was the hardest transition in their mommy-life.
And my friend who I visited today was no different.
It’s a weighty thing, this mommy-life.
The consistent comment my friend said she receives from other mommies is “This too shall pass” – and I was thinking, well, that is nice, and something to look forward to, I suppose, but what about when it’s your RIGHT NOW!
Do you just skip over this part, crying and hoping your heart doesn’t literally fall out of its cavity, and then hope to heaven your tears have dried when it passes so you can see and so you can enjoy the little lives running around you?
Well, from my own life, I do not yet know exactly how it will all be, and while I have a few quiet moments and some time to write, I thought I would try to answer the best way I know…
… This is my present. And I need something to relieve my heart now.
The Lord your God is in your midst,
a mighty one who will save;
He will rejoice over you with gladness;
He will quiet you by his love;
He will exult over you with loud singing.
There is just something so precious to me about this Scripture, when I think about the Lord singing over me in a similar way that I sing over my baby-love. He’s there. closely. He’s big, and mighty. I am small and in His arms. He smiles, He loves His little child! He sings – with patience, with such dear love. With gentleness, quietly sometimes, and other times, exulting, singing loudly over me. I am His child, I am His. He sees me as I see my little newborn, small, weak, utterly dependent, and completely worthy, completely in love with me. Oh, Lord, thank you!
There were times with Leland when I just got to the end. I knew – ‘the kind of in front of my face, there’s no looking away’ knowing – that I was at my wit’s end. And sweet Jesus would sing over me, you’re MY child. And he’s Mine, too. Let me take care of you, baby girl. Let me.
Blessed be the Lord,
who daily bears us up;
God is our salvation.
I love how Rachel Jankovic writes in her book, Loving the Little Years, about how holy you can seem to yourself when you’re single, in high school, and nobody barely bothers you and mom and dad take care of all of your basic needs. … And, now, there’s those days when you didn’t read your Bible first thing, Cheerios sprawled on the floor do NOT make you smile, and … well, you stink. Like, you need a shower. But who has time for that!? And holiness is not exactly what you feel like. But, aren’t you so glad, aren’t you so GLAD!?, that YOU DO NOT HOLD YOURSELF TOGETHER. The LORD. DAILY. BEARS. US. UP. He holds us together – He sustains and maintains us. In every little way. And in the biggest way. He daily bears up our salvation, holds together our salvation, sustains and maintains our salvation. Bless the Lord, o my soul.
And even as I write this, there is one more Scripture that the Lord has so used to encourage me and for the life of me, I cannot think of it. So, again, I go to the Lord. Lord, remind me, please, of the scripture that you have so encouraged and loved me with again and again as a mommy.
Because soon, I hope and pray to hold this little baby love in my arms, for big boy Leland to be running around playing, or sitting by my side, and I may be a little overwhelmed. Or, completely overwhelmed.
And this will be my most read blog post because – I WILL BE READING IT. EVERY DAY. !!
I just know that this blog post is for me if it’s not for anyone else.
So, Lord, what is that verse?
And, y’all, let me just say, it’s not because sleeping and not sleeping and nursing or bottle feeding or two children or one child or fifteen children is the mentally mind-blowing stuff of geniuses, because it’s not, but it is because when you are HIS, He is working out your salvation through this stuff, this stuff called life. He is filling you with Himself and taking out the mess that’s your flesh and your sin and … well, that’s the hard, hard part.
2 Corinthians 4:17-18
For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.
So, the moms that happily reply, ‘this too shall pass,’ truly have hit on something – the reality that when you get past this, whatever the this in right now in life, in mommy-life, the first six weeks of two children with no frame of reference in your life to know how the next six weeks will be – there will be better. Life is on the other side of what’s hard now. And the Lord says that this is true of all of life. Whatever momentary affliction we face today is NOTHING compared to the weight of glory that Christ will rest on us in the life to come. And I’ve known nothing like mommyhood to teach me this as well as being a momma has. Some days are stupid hard. Plus, you stink. And other days are blissfully full of love and laughter and such goodness your finite heart cannot hold it all.
So, instead of stopping at the hard day or worshipping the day of bliss, just looking only at it, we’ve got to listen to the song that the Lord sings over us, let Him daily bear us up, and look through the hard day to His precious face.
We can sing “I need Thee ever hour” because goodness knows it’s true.
And we can sing “And the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glorious face” because that’s true, too.
And we can end with “ten thousand reasons for my heart to sing” because it’s not only in the life to come where joy lives, but is here, among us, even among us when we stink, that there is joy, and blessing, and life. Such life to be thankful for and to embrace, to let humble us and let wholly fill our hearts with love, towards our babies, towards our precious husbands who love us even when we did just leave the Cheerios on the floor, and mostly, towards the Lord.