So, here we are today...feeling sore from yesterdays escapades with the toilet...soothing coughing small children...and just trying to keep up with the world. I'm not a fan of catch-up days such as today. Everything I've told you...I communicated to a girlfriend of mine, a sort of mentor if you will. I told her how grief and missing my mom seems to bite me right in the rear when I'm sick and not feeling well...when I'm exhausted I'm most vulnerable. My feelings are easily hurt, and anything that takes me to the memory of my Mom...well...let's just suffice it to say the waterworks seem to start. I. Am. Vulnerable. Exhausted me was wearing a target most of the day, and you want to know who danced around that target? Satan. He did! And I tell you what...for a strong christian gal like myself...he put up a fight today. I was struggling finding good in the day. Isn't that horrible?? Nothing horribly wrong happened...not a single thing...but, my exhaustion. I wore it. I showed it. I allowed Satan to flirt with it. You see, but, I did do something right in all of this...I knew myself well enough to know...exhausted me is a simple target for horrible Satan. So, once Natalie was down for her nap...once I had a cup of hot cocoa to help me with the laundry...I did it, I said it aloud, "Satan, you suck!" And, it was better. I removed that bright target from my back,and I was not going to be his prey any longer!
What brought me to my writing chair to share all of this? The lack of cinnamon in my cupboard to sprinkle on my hot cocoa. I think that set me into full-on..."I can't be the only mom losing it...I gotta share this...someone somewhere is having the same sorta day...I gotta write it out mode."
So, fellow Mamas...here we are...without cinnamon...and without that horrible target that Satan has the best eyes for. Take off your target on days you wear it...say it aloud (where small ears cannot hear you)...tell him he has no authority over you. Beautiful fellow Mamas...YOU are a child of THE KING. Some days are rough...mundane...exhausting...but, our work here (even the repetitive work) is for His kingdom. Do it well...do it with love...and do it for The King.