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A Daily Dose of Grace

A Daily Dose of Grace

The day began as usual.

Scrambled eggs waited egg-spectantly to be swept from under the high chair and I’d successfully refereed two or three sibling skirmishes.

I pulled one child from the window sill—no big deal. I was beginning to think she was equal parts feline and monkey, the way she could balance on a two-inch ledge like that. Quite impressive.

As I was enjoying thirty seconds of peaceful bliss, a scream shot through the house followed by shrill cries for help.

As I raced in slow-motion toward the girls’ rooms, I knew I would round the corner and face blood and broken bones. I didn’t doubt for a moment that my children could pull off a broken bone in their own rooms.

Entering a bedroom, an alarming but somewhat comical sight greeted me.

My toddler had crawled on top of her play kitchenette and attempted to walk from the little stove to the refrigerator. She forgot about the sink, however, and down she went—waist deep in a toy kitchen.

To say my daughter was hysterical would be an, um…understatement. I worked frantically for twenty minutes trying to push and/or pull her out, all to no avail. I finally called the church where my husband was at a meeting and left word for him to come home and free his daughter from the kitchen sink.

In the meantime, my oldest daughter and I kept the captive occupied by opening and closing the little doors at her feet and screaming “peek-a-boo!”

These are the days. Days where we wonder what planet we landed on when we said, “I do” and wanted to raise a family. Days where visions of laying on the beach, shopping alone, or simply reading a book seem like wispy, fading dreams.

Days when our shrill cries pierce the halls of Heaven with, Lord, what am I doing with my life?

On these crazy days, when chaos seems to reign, we can cling to God’s promises and rely on His unchanging faithfulness. When can remember that this time is fleeting—this season will not last forever.

We can pray for perspective and for strength to keep our sense of humor. We can know that we are making a difference in every messy step of caring for our families.

And we can keep our eyes on Jesus, knowing that He loves us and our children beyond measure.

Philippians 1:6 reads, …being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.

Dear mama, God sees every ridiculous monkey-moment. He will provide your daily dose of grace and strength and will complete His good work in you.

By: Leigh Ann Thomas is a wife, mother, grammy, and the author of Ribbons, Lace, and Moments of Grace—Inspiration for the Mother of the Bride (SonRise Devotionals). A regular contributor to Just18Summers.com and InTheQuiver.com, she has also published with Southern Writers Suite T, Power for Living, and Southern Writers Best Short Fiction. You can find Leigh Ann on her front porch daydreaming story plots or blogging at LeighAThomas.com.

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2 Comments

  1. Love this, Leigh Ann!
    Thanks so much for the flashbacks to when my big guys were little guys! “God’s got this” was all I could hold onto on some of those crazy days!
    🙂
    Sarah

    • Oh, I know! Tough days indeed! I’m so thankful for the ANCHOR. 🙂

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