A COUPLE WEEKS AGO I HAD A TEARY MOTHER MOMENT. I have teary mother moments
often, (especially during February craziness, which I wrote on last week) but this one enveloped tears of joy versus pain.
After finishing our usual 30 minute clean up from breakfast, I
round the girls up to get ready for the day.
Our morning routine in a nutshell:
- Teeth brushing- Includes the ABC song and many promptings that Mommy needs to brush as well.
- Hair fixing-Using
the special Dora brush, I endure screams of, “I don’t want you to brush my hair” and calmly reply with multiple responses of, “We must brush our hair or there will be larger tangles. Mommy will be very gentle. Please don’t move your head or it will take longer to finish.”
- Getting dressed-Includes
the changing of sweet 2 year old Sadie’s poopy diaper, while I role-play multiple barn yard animals. I call to Lucy in the other room to see if she has put on her underwear. I respond to her “Mom, is it a short sleeve or a long sleeve day?” question.
- The laundry event-I lift u
p each girl to help them put every piece of clothing in the wash. I often have to separate the girls as they struggle t o keep their hands to themselves.
Knowing this morning would encompass all of the above battles and additional unexpected ones, I took a deep breath in. Then out.
Sadie grabbed my leg and said, “Hold me Mama.” I pulled her up to put her on my hip (I recognized
my baby is gettingheavier ) and we started up the 2 flights of stairs.
Then it happened.
Sadie turned to face me, laid her head on my shoulder and squeezed my neck with all her strength.
I pulled back due to her extreme closeness and I realized there was no way she was letting go.
I continued to fight her for a couple more s
teps and then gave in. It is at this place of surrendering my strength and will that I experienced the necessity of the relentless hug.
Relentless hug defined: Persistent, insistent, unyielding embrace.
A smile came to my face, tears to my eyes, and a weight was released from my mind, body and spirit as Sadie continued h
er death grip around me. I was caught up. In her arms. And every other agenda item for the day took a back seat.
I was caught up in the goodness of God to give me Sadie as a daughter. I was caught up in the grace of God to allow me to stop my everyday chaos. To focus on her loving embrace. To be thankful and present in the moment.
And then it was as if Sadie’s tiny hands were transformed into the large, strong hands of Jesus. This brought fresh tears to my eyes. To rest in my Daddy’s arms, is to know everything is going to be ok. Loved. Comforted. Content.
Just like I resisted Sadie’s hug at first, I also resist Jesus’ arms of love during my day. I resist and say,
I got this.
I’ll just have another cup of coffee and be fine.
I am too busy to look to You.
Jesus is extending a virtual, relentless hug to you right now. Stop resisting. Only close your eyes and release your burdens to Him. Now take in His perfect embrace.
“He tends His flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart…” Isaiah 40:11
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