The past eight days held much pondering in my heart and nervousness presenting through my pores as I spoke to three different groups of people: a group of teenage girls from church, our women's Bible study, and a group of teenage girls from my sister's church. I have fallen to my knees in humble head-shaking at the honour of serving in this manner--as much as it made me want to throw up having to public speak :) In hindsight, I can't fathom how these engagements came about or how I found myself in these three places but the Holy Spirit took control and I believe God touched me as much as He touched the listeners. How the Lord used this homeschool momma causes me to recognize that He has a purpose for each person, no matter where along the path they are in their journey. How He loves to utilize His flawed messengers!
But, I returned to my world of books and pencils and folding laundry, and I smiled today as I looked long into the faces of my babes. What an honour to live these minutes out with them, to be a facilitator of their journeys. I took joy in getting back to the "mundane", which is often, to me, an unrecognized gift. Not until one is too busy to live out the seeming drudgery of routine and habits, does one long for the simple again. Not that there was anything too complex in my eight day sabbatical, but time slipped away as I pored over books and the Word and how it was all going to play out. Right about now, I'm grateful to embrace my children and just be a mother.
But, I returned to my world of books and pencils and folding laundry, and I smiled today as I looked long into the faces of my babes. What an honour to live these minutes out with them, to be a facilitator of their journeys. I took joy in getting back to the "mundane", which is often, to me, an unrecognized gift. Not until one is too busy to live out the seeming drudgery of routine and habits, does one long for the simple again. Not that there was anything too complex in my eight day sabbatical, but time slipped away as I pored over books and the Word and how it was all going to play out. Right about now, I'm grateful to embrace my children and just be a mother.
9 comments:
You take the most amazing photos. And good for you, Sister, for allowing the Lord to call you out of your comfort zone!
Heather, I relate to this post SO much. There is a time for everything, and my favourite is the time to be home and comfortable with my loves. There is nothing sweeter then a balance between ministry outside of the home and ministry within the home - both are equally as important!
I found another mouse in the house :)
-----April Fools!!
I can relate to this also. I miss the "mundane" and simply just living life with my boys when life gets busy. I'm glad you're home with your family. Your pictures are lovely!!
Nice picture of Clementine!! Your books look like mine with lots of underlining and circling! Your presentation at your church was very inspiring and well done (I think you should post the link on your blog)! God is certainly using you to help build His Kingdom! I'm glad your done your presentations- that's a busy time!
thank you for your sweet comment on my last post:). and for the encouragement that i'm not alone in my ponderings...so true that His whispers do make things clearer.
and i loved this post of yours...i'm going to start homeschooling my oldest in the fall and i'm a little nervous about it.
i am going to start following your blog - i've found a place of such encouragement here!
Another lovely post my friend! How wonderful that the LORD gives the grace and the strength. How wonderful that HE gives the *everyday* and the *mundane*...blessings!
With Love,
Camille
What a beautiful post! Isn't it amazing how God puts in places we never thought we would go!
Oh, the mundane! Yes, I love it too. A good routine is like good health for me, I hardly notice it when it's there and miss it terribly when it's changed.
I've missed you too! I feel like I'm catching up on the best kind of newspaper. Wish they could all be like yours. Every story, I'm more content and inspired. Marvelous paradox.
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