I have three boys six and under.
I have a marriage that I value and want to invest in.
I have friends that I enjoy spending time with.
I am busy. Sometimes too busy. I am being pulled in all directions and can get overwhelmed.
My oldest son just finished kindergarten and is heading into first grade in the fall. He is in the system. This is the first of 12 summer breaks with him. 12. Thats it. That is all I get, and then he is off into the world.
As the mornings lag and I am tired, and busy, I try to remind myself of that; that this time with my boys is short and to invest in them. I jump in the pool and get my hair wet with them. Because, although I am tried and hot and bothered, I love them. I want to fill their hearts with hugs and memories of laughter.
I read Matthew 4:23-25 this morning and was reminded that Jesus is a God of healing. When I am overwhelmed of my to do list and raising these precious souls, Jesus understands that. He lightens my load and walks with me, encourages me and gives me peace.
I love you. I am overwhelmed at times but I also know this stage goes so fast. I want to cherish it and be present with my kids. I am so consumed with my hopes and dreams at times I can miss the goodness of now. Thank you for being a good God. A God I can trust. A God I love. A God I worship. Amen.