Groundhog Day

Updated: May 12

Before I even got out of bed this morning I heard crying and fussing. I wanted to bury my head and go back to sleep for eight more hours.

I love this job and I love being a mom but sometimes it starts to feel like Groundhog Day. Doing the same load of dishes. Sweeping up the same crumbs. Correcting the same children. Refereeing the same fights.

Sometimes it just feels like running on a treadmill.

And then someone started the washer.

At first that made me nervous. But I quickly learned that it was my ten year old son. I figured it out because he delivered a load of clean, folded laundry to my bed (where I was still hiding from the day!).

At 7:54 my ten year old son decided to wash a load of clothes. He folded my clothes that were left in the dryer from last night. And delivered them to my room.

This is why we get up every morning and teach the same lessons, tell the same stories, and parent the same children. These are the brief moments that sneak in between fights, disobedience and foolish choices.

These are the moments that give us hope and renewed energy to keep going.

Parenting is hard. But right now it is the job that God has set before me. And I want to do it well. Most of all, I want my little ones to fall in love with the same Jesus that compels me to love and serve them.

Happy Monday y’all. Let’s do this well.

#dohardthings #ohhowheloves #hope #laundry #love #jesusloveslittlechildren

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