Do you remember the first time you saw that little pink plus sign, that blue double-stripe, or even THE word across that plastic pregnancy test that told you your life would never be the same?
My heart raced as I threw my coat on and raced back to Target to purchase a second test, unbelieving of the results.
I remember calling my husband in (happy) tears and frantically trying to reach my mom to tell her the good news.
I remember painting the nursery, hanging tiny clothes on tiny hangers and thinking 24/7 about what my baby would look like and what it would be like to finally be a mom.
And oh, how I remember those precious first days. Being so in love I didn’t even care that I was un-fed, un-showered and utterly sleep-deprived.
Do you remember those days?
The excitement is energizing… and then life wears on us.
2,186 feedings and equally as many (if not more) diaper changes later, we’re unexpectedly thrust into toddlerhood and so begins the long Battle of the Wills.
Demands are high, patience levels are low, and in it all we lose our excitement and appreciation for that sweet little bundle we prayed and longed for not so long ago.
Parenting is one of the greatest journeys one can experience--
With high stress also comes high moments of love and an overwhelming gratefulness of “God, all this- for me?”
With long days and even longer nights come the deep satisfaction found only in sacrifice.
With love, pain, fear, hurt and the many emotions of human interaction, comes a glorious revelation of how God feels about us… opening our eyes to His love, goodness, grace and His amazing adoration for us.
Parenthood is nothing short of awesome.
Children are a piece of you walking around outside of your body.
An expression of love.
Incredible potential all wrapped up in miniature form.
Every day we have the privilege— not the task or obligation— but the privilege of pouring into and shaping them and pointing them toward a bright future in Christ.
But if you’re like me, you forget. We lose our excitement.
Moms, we have got to look past the messes.
We have to see beyond the tantrums, the dollar signs, the endless chores, the hours struggling through homework and everything else that can bog us down, and remember that raw excitement of being a mom.
Let that awe-inspiring awareness and an overwhelming gratefulness well up in your heart, and— quite possibly— your eyes.
We have the greatest job in the world.
And I know that some days it doesn’t feel like it (Trust me, today was one of those days for me!)
But still I pray, “Lord, may I not lose my excitement.”
Don’t let motherhood be just another thing I do; my children just more people to clean up after.
Don’t let me waste my days waiting for that next stage.
Mama, have you lost your zeal?
Do you find yourself going to bed, tired and defeated, wondering if this “dream” is all it’s cracked up to be? Take time to remember, and take time to take your struggle to the Lord. Tell Him you how you feel, then ask of Him, “Lord, give me back my excitement.”
May we always remember those months we spent checking that little piece of plastic, longing for a dream-fulfilled.
May we always wake up excited about all of the opportunity each day holds.
May we never lose our passion and vision for our calling.
Lord, may we never lose our excitement.
Word of the Day:
“Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord.” Romans 12:11
Father God, help me to remember the excitement I once had for serving my children. Remind me of the days I longed to be a Mom, and help me to keep that passion burning in my heart to serve my children. May I always keep the vision of my calling before me, intentionally pouring into and shaping my children into men and women after Your heart. Lord, may I never lose my excitement. In Your Name I pray, Amen.
Author: Katie Gibson