The best tasting kid in our house is definitely Leesy. Our dog slobbers her with kisses. And I am sure that Leesy is a delectable treat laced in sugar, grease, and unidentifiable concoctions.
But I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I want to enjoy my kids despite their stickiness, messes, and chaos.
I want them to be creative. I want to hear squeals of delight and giggles and tickles. I want them to splash in the pool and build castles in the sandbox. I want the girls to paint nails. And the boys to build a house wide train track.
But sometimes, it’s easy to forget that good stuff. To get bogged down.
When I first became a mother, it was so easy to see God in motherhood. Seeing a little part of myself in that little infant is the most amazing, exhilarating process I have ever experienced. It’s amazing to see God’s little creation learn and grow.
But sooner or later, the newness wears off. It doesn’t seem quite so new or exciting. Changing a diaper is no longer a privilege but a stinky mess.
I am not claiming that motherhood should be a rosy, perfect experience that never ends in frustration. But I am confessing that I lost, at one point, the wonder. The amazement.
I enjoyed very little.
But it’s different now. God has changed my heart. Made me new. I have a new love for my Savior. And a new love for all the precious gifts that He has put into my life.
I can enjoy swimming with my family. A walk to the park. Playing Trouble with a 1 year old who loves to pop the bubble. Spending time with friends.
I can be content in the moment instead of always looking ahead to a coveted happiness. God’s gift is NOW. Not when the kids get bigger. Not when they go down for naps. And not on the days when the house is clean.
But NOW is God’s gift. His good and perfect gift.
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. James 1:17 ESV