Dear Mama who is home with the little ones,
There is something I need to share, something on my heart. You see, I have little ones too. And, when you’re home with your little ones, there seems to be much to juggle and little time. There are meals to cook and piles of laundry and dust in the corners. There are bills to pay and schedules to manage. There are diapers to change and faces to wash. (And if you’re homeschooling? There’s that too.)
There are always little voices asking for a banana or a story or a hug.
There are many demands.
There are also people. And while most people are truly supportive, there is the odd voice that tells you that you’re doing it wrong. Perhaps, it’s your own voice telling you this loudest of all. That you make too many mistakes. That because your contribution to the home isn’t monetary, it doesn’t really matter. That you’re wasting your life. That what you’re doing isn’t enough.
That you aren’t enough.
And what do you do all day, anyway?
I feel it too. Last week, my children were especially trying and I was especially tired. I didn’t get enough accomplished. I was grumpy with guilt. And as much as I know that I’m called to this, part of me wanted to give up. So I did the only thing I could do. I took it to Jesus. Every messy little bit of it.
As I poured it all out, the Holy Spirit breathed words into my heart and, with the words, breathed peace.
It’s okay that this is challenging. You have permission to be tired. Grace is a soft pillow for tired hearts.
His words brought instant release.
Some days will be harder than others. Some months will be harder than others. Admitting that it’s hard doesn’t mean that you’re throwing in the towel. It just means that it’s hard.
There’s nothing wrong with that.
Being home with your little ones is so, so important. And this season of life is short. For those of us who thrive on immediate incentives, however, it can be difficult to focus on the bigger picture. There are no breaks; there are few pats on the back; and there is no paycheck at the end of the week. We forget that this is perhaps the most important and worthwhile thing we could ever do.
But there is One who strengthens us for the task. There is an abundance of grace.
So, dear mama, if you’re tired? That’s okay.
Grace is a soft pillow for tired hearts.