Morning Reflections

There is much in our life we are celebrating as victory in this season. But still there are moments of such pain. Judah had another rough night. Chad and I sat on the floor of his room consoling him in the night trying to determine the cause for his tears….. brain/seizure activity? bad dream? tummy hurt? joints hurt?
After many many tries to get him back to bed, Chad decided to stay up and let him soak in a warm bath. He encouraged me to climb back in bed and rest for the OTHER baby, growing in my belly!
Honesty moment, I had to allow some tears to flow and share my heart with the Lord a bit before I could fall asleep. What we do each day is hard. Not being able to fix your child with your own abilities is hard. Not understanding their needs is hard. Waking up in the night is hard….. knowing another little one is arriving soon who will ALSO wake in the night is hard!! Beautiful and exciting to welcome little Selah….a child we know has a calling…but still can feel hard.
Motherhood truly is the journey out of self-centeredness…that’s the truth.
Times like last night, in those moments of heart pain, I allow my emotions to show for my Father…. I share my heart and get back to that place of rest…seated with Him, His heart, His love, His comfort, His perspective, His pleasure and delight. I’m His daughter. And just like I long for my children to share their hearts with me and find comfort in me when they need to be held. I believe He longs for us do that as well.

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.”