My kids want to live with me forever. Recently, one of the twins asked if she can sleep in my bed when she’s an adult and do other adult things like me. Since my husband and I share a bed and the kids each have their own, she thinks that sleeping with us is a privilege that comes with age. When I told her that she’s not going to want to sleep in my bed when she’s an adult, her whole countenance fell. As a six year old, she cannot comprehend a time when she won’t want to be nestled between me and her daddy.
I love that she feels that way. Though my children aren’t perfect and neither is my parenting, their adoration warms my heart. In these moments I am reminded why I do what I do. I remember that wiping noses, making lunches, reading the same book 100 times, and having a trail of children follow me around the house as I go about my business isn’t an inconvenience. It is an investment into some of the most precious people the world has ever known.
Looking after my people, my kids and my husband, is hard. Sometimes I miss out on things I want to do. Other times I have to force myself to be present when I would prefer to crawl into a quiet corner and hide for an hour. But I get a lot of encouragement in knowing that the raising of my children is not just up to me. I am relieved to know that building a successful marriage isn’t my sole responsibility. Yes, it is my husband and I as a team working together. Yes, it is even the village of people around us – our family, our friends, our church. But even more than that, it is God moving in us and through us, changing us to be like Him so we can show the world what He is like.
I’m glad it doesn’t all depend on me. The weight of that responsibility would crush me. But I do have a part to play, and I take my role seriously. My first step, a daily step, is casting myself at the foot of the cross and letting Jesus make me complete, letting His perfection overcome my imperfection. Because I know that the day I stop asking Jesus to build up my family – the day I stop asking Him for help and try to do it all on my own – is the day our foundation will crumble.
“Unless the Lord builds a house, the work of the builders is wasted.” (Psalm 127:1)
Who’s building your house?
Thrive in Five – One set of Bible verses, 5 minutes a day, 5 days a week. Let’s dive into God’s Word.
A wise woman builds her home, but a foolish woman tears it down with her own hands.Proverbs 14:1 NLT
A house is built by wisdom and becomes strong through good sense. Through knowledge its rooms are filled with all sorts of precious riches and valuables.Proverbs 24:3-4 NLT