Today started at 3:30 AM. My precious son woke up screaming because he was attacked by a virus. Let's just say screaming wasn't the only thing coming from his mouth.
I've scrubbed, washed, bleached, dried and repaired virus damage. I've showered, rocked, read, cuddled and fed sick son.
Right now it's 11:00 AM and I am supposed to be in the middle of talking to a MOPS group. My son is supposed to be at school and this day is not supposed to be going this way.
My brain struggled with these thoughts at 3:36 AM as I started the washing machine and again at 4:16 AM as I Lysol wiped the couch and again at 4:48 AM as I settled in to sleep a bit. Then a peace settled over me. I am supposed to be right here living my message.
He tends his flock like a shepherd:
He gathers the lambs in his arms
and carries them close to his heart;
he gently leads those that have young. Isaiah 40:11
You see God knew. God knew I would be here in my sleep deprived state clad in my animal print pajamas rocking my baby boy today instead of dressing cute and speaking to precious mommies He has a beautiful message for. He is God. He doesn't need me to spread His fame, although; I'm thankful He uses me.
When I realized what was happening at 3:30 this morning, my first reaction was panic. I hate throw up. My baby was sick and I had a speaking engagement. Then I got mad. The enemy of our hearts used my son as a pawn in this battle to share the love of Christ with a dying world. The enemy will go to great lengths to keep God's love away from others.
And I am not okay with that.
I prayed over my son with every used Lysol wipe, every stroke of his sweaty forehead and every load of laundry. I prayed over those mommies and I prayed over their hearts. I prayed protection and I prayed the words God has for them would be heard. In their hearts. With God. Without me. As I prayed God reminded me of the great lengths He goes to in order to reach the hearts of His creation.
None of this fazes us because Jesus loves us. I'm absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God's love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us. Romans 8:38-39
As God's sweet promises settled over me. I knew I would mother my children in my quiet of my own home today. I knew my ministry would take place treading the path from the couch to the kitchen instead of burning the road from Lake Conroe to Aggieland. And I knew I would eventually make it a MOPS meeting when my children were well.
And I am okay with that.
Because God knew.
So I thanked Him for giving me this opportunity to mother.
For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do…Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity.
Ephesians 2:10 & 5:15-16