I had magnificent plans for today. Plans to be an amazing mother and wife. The day laid out with time for each of my kids and a midday date with my husband. At our date, we had plans to reflect on life and lent and that would have of course inspired the perfect blog for this evening.
Instead, my house got destroyed, I got thrown up on 5 times and I lost my temper at least once. The day went to complete shit. I tried to recover more than once but it was just one of those non- starter days where everything seems to move in slow motion and everything lacks energy.
I spent much of the afternoon pinned down as one child or another slept on me. I reflected on what i would write here. Motherhood is inconvenient, so is love. We don't always get the option to plan ahead, we just get up and take it, head on.
Jesus sent the disciples out... no money, no plan. Knock on doors and see what happens.
Just because you don't have a plan or supplies, doesn't mean you are unprepared. Love can improvise. My day went completely downhill but my guys were still loved. I held them. I cleaned up the mess. I read stories. I did what moms do. I did what love does.
It wasn't as flashy as my well designed plans for the day. But, beautifully, it doesn't have to be. Jesus asks us to love each other. Often that means wading in to the normal, mundane, crappy days and do the stuff that moms do... make food, give hugs, tell stories, fix booboos and clean up messes. If we all did that, all the time, pretty sure the world would be a much better place.
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