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"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." Luke 12:27 (NIV)

Friday, July 8, 2011

A Bitsy Sort of Life (and some God Talk)

Do you feel as a stay-at-home mother that your life is a montage of tasks and roles? Bits and pieces that, on the surface, don't seem to have much of a relationship with each other apart from you being the centre of it all. The trouble with trying to hold the mosiac together is that one can't properly focus on any one thing for any length of time without some kind of self-imposed interruption.

You know the drill. One moment I'm making sandwiches, the next I'm taxiing the children to this place and that, next thing I know I'm mopping the floor, standing in line at Coles, jumping on the computer doing the MOPS newsletter, on the phone to Samsung because the printer isn't printing black for some reason and then I'm making cupcakes.
Cliche alert! Although these tasks don't define who I am, they become a part of how I live. How I balance all of it say a lot about who I am and the kind of choices I make.

So I'm a mother. My life is a little bit of this and a little bit that. But does that have anything to do with me being a mother?

As a word, is "mother" is meant to represent all these different roles that I play? But wouldn't that merely reduce it to a shortform for the tasks I manage? "Mother" is more than that... it's a word expressing relationship as opposed to something like "housewife", "domestic engineer" or "homemaker" which suggests am unpaid family P.A.

I don't think a jigsaw puzzle is quite the right analogy regarding this conundrum because the pieces don't always fit. More often than not, these pieces clash. They don't lead to the completion of a single project and with some jobs there's never any end to them.

It's easy to feel a tad unaccomplished in such a situation... or maybe it's just me. There doesn't ever feel to be enough hours in a day to do it all. Us modern types with all these conveniences at our finger tips often fall into the trap of thinking that we can do more because we can do them more quickly.

For some one like me that verse in the Bible that says, "Be still and know that I am God." (Psalm 46:10) is pure torture. I read shamefacedly and yet with great comfort that in times of great tumult and disaster, this psalmist can be at rest and peace because his focus is not circumstantial but heavenward.

It is often the case when someone is worried, we tell them that they're thinking too much. That's not right. When we worry, we're probably not thinking enough... in fact, we're likely not thinking rightly.
Christians can have inner peace not through any effort of their own but because they have a God who is above everyone or everything. If I had conjure up "inner peace" a la Kung Fu Panda, it'll never happen because it means it's up to me to make everything right.

The higgledy piggledy hodge podge that I call "life" can only make sense in light of God. He is sovereign over all things. He holds the power of life and death in his hands. To know him is to see life in terms of eternity. And eternity is a very, very, very long time. Certainly longer than my "mothering" days. Definitely longer than any of us can conceive in our feeble little minds.

Edited: 8 July 2011, 9:46pm


  1. Just what I needed to read after having one of 'those' days! It "can only make sense in light of God" - Amen!

  2. Thank you for letting me know that my little ramblings can be of use. Hope your day got better.


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