"You can't amputate your history from your destiny." Beth Moore
The middle of winter is hard for me...although California is rich in sunshine, the cold and relative darkness make me a little under the weather. Add to that, Maggie is having a hard time sleeping, and my life continues at a frenetic pace to keep up with what color plate everyone wants and the next installment of the fight to sit next to the baby in the car. I'm worn out. I bite off more than I can chew everyday. I used to feel like I could get a lot done. I can't. Just like I surrendered to birth my babies, I feel I need to surrender to my season anew everyday. There are moments though, that remind me what an honor and a privilege being the mother of 4 little ones is. Abbey learned to ride her bike; Maggie's finding her voice; Susannah's falling asleep with her nose in a book; Jesse's doing tricks. Watching our new president be inaugurated was a moment in history too. It gave me goosebumps. I love watching history in the making. While I have this season of surrender, my kids are starting down their road of life. What a journey it is...and I have a ringside seat.
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Amen, sister! : )
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