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Our kids love their grandparents!! One the hardest parts about moving to the ranch was leaving Pensacola, where Iz and Khai had 5 amazing grandparents. Now, not only are one set of grandparents (and a wonderful Great-Memaw) 5 hours away in Pensacola…the other set moved across the ocean to Jordan! That’s pretty far. Even though we miss them tremendously, we are very proud of them. Moving to north Alabama was tough on our comfort zone, so we cannot imagine how tough it is to live in a place totally foreign. Very, very proud of them. Here are a couple pictures from earlier this year.
We were able to go down to Pensacola just before they left. Both set of grandparents continued their spoiling at Chucky-Cheese.
You know, that day coming up when we shower our moms with love and affection. Zach cannot stand these types of “holidays.” He has said since the day we got married, “These days were created to make greeting card companies rich.” I just told him he was cynical. I have heard other friends say these holidays frustrate them because we should all show our love and appreciation every day, not just one day a year.
I believe I am to the point where I do not like mother’s day…but, I dislike it for other reasons.
A few weeks ago when I saw the first sign advertising this coming event, I started to sweat. Seriously. I got all anxious and nervous. Even as I type these words I feel my blood pressure rising. I like to understand my emotions…so, I immediately went in overdrive trying to figure out why I was so stressed! I have a wonderful Mother. I have a wonderful Mother-in-law. So, what is the issue?
Several years ago, on mother’s day, our pastor back home prayed for all the ladies in our congregation who longed to be mothers. As I sat there with a perfect infant in my arms, my heart broke for these ladies. My heart still breaks for them, but it doesn’t stop there. I think about all the people who have hearts breaking as this day approaches…
- Those who long to pick up the phone and call their mother, but their mom is now gone
- Those mother’s who have children waiting for them in heaven
- Those mother’s who had to make the hardest decision of their lives when they decided their child should be raised by someone other than themselves
- Those mothers who have made mistakes and because of those mistakes, their children were placed elsewhere
- The ladies who long to not spend another mother’s day without a child in their arms
- All the children who long to have a mother to celebrate on this day…
We live in such a broken world.
My stress is coming from not knowing how to celebrate such amazing blessings in my life (the privilege of being “mom” to so many, the gift of having 2 wonderful moms in my life…), while also feeling sadness for those who will be hurting on this day. Please join with me in spending the rest of the week praying for all of those who are dreading this upcoming celebration. Pray they will turn their burdens and sorrow over to the Lord…He is the one who says, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble on your heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For me yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30. So thankful to have such a loving Father.
I have always been intrigued by the story of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. When I saw his biography available for an extremely low price, I bought it right away. So, for about 6 months now, I have been reading, “Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy” written by Eric Metaxes. Maybe in another 6 months, I will finish this great read. Once I start a book, I typically finish it fairly quickly…but, the details of this book are thick, so I’ve been moving pretty slow. I can’t really put my finger on why it is taking me so long, I do thoroughly enjoy the details. Maybe it’s because this is the first biography I have read as an adult, so this type of writing is new to me. Who knows.
Anyway, I am reading it on the kindle and have completed 38% (page 274 is only 38%….might be the longest book I have read). When you go to my notes and bookmarks, I have completely marked up this book. Today I read a quote that made me stop and reflect.
While in Prison, Bonhoeffer wrote this to a good friend:
“I wonder why it is that we find some days so much more oppressive than others, for no apparent reason. Is it growing pains – or spiritual trial? Once they’re over, the world looks quite a different place.”
Even though I have never been imprisoned or experienced the grand trails this great man experienced – I find myself relating to this quote. I really don’t have anything to add, I just wanted to share. Looking forward to seeing if this questioned is answered in this book.