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How I Really Felt About Easter

You know, in my mind, Easter morning was supposed to have gone much better than it did. Joel and I were supposed to get a full night’s rest (hey, a girl can dream), kids were supposed to wake up happy and centered on Jesus. Everyone would be surprised with the beautiful baskets I had slaved over. We’d have lovely warm breakfast together, dress in crisp Spring clothes and head to worship with our church family. Right?

The trouble was–reality.

The kids were awake all night and before the sun was up they were pillaging their baskets unbeknownst to us. Then, a certain parent, who will remain nameless, let the kids go play in the (muddy) backyard in their Easter clothes. I’d tried to stay calm but the minute I laid eyes on the big smear of mud down the back of my D’s dress shirt, I lost it my Easter-loving mind.

how I really felt

I let out a defeated sigh and harshly said, “Son, what on earth were you thinking? You’d better figure out a way to cover up all that dirt. Put your coat on so no one can see.”

As soon as the words left my lips I recognized what my heart was really saying.

You’re dirty.

You’d better figure out how to cover up all that mess.

You wouldn’t want anyone to see you as you really are.

Of course, all I could think was, “Well, Happy Easter to you, too, Mom.”

It was Easter morning for Peter Rabbit’s sake and the exact thing Jesus came to do–wipe the slates of our dirty souls clean, cover and remove our filth, free us from hiding and self-protection–was the exact thing I was demanding of my son to do for himself.

Andtoo often, it’s the mentality I live with in my own life.

We got to church (15 minutes late) and thankfully my heart was immediately warmed by the Scripture-filled songs and the fellowship of other believers. Of course, then I realized I had left my (unused) straightener on causing me to bolt mid-service to prevent a house fire. But as I left the church, I couldn’t help praising God the Father for initiating His redemptive plan to cleanse the human heart. I kept thanking Jesus for covering and removing my sin nature and begged the Holy Spirit to align my heart to the truth of Easter. And hey, by the time I got home, I was actually thankful for having to go home because it meant at least one of us had time to brush her teeth.

how i really felt

“Life is always double. There is an outer form in which it presents itself to our senses; and there is an inner spirit which is the vital quality. But this inner, spiritual, immortal element—can be found only through the dying of the outer and temporary form. The golden grain must be buried in service or sacrifice of love—that from its grave may rise that which is unseen and eternal!”

how I really felt

 

The Power To Mom When You’re Weary

Let’s just start by saying that if you ever check out of a hotel room and find there are no luggage carts, and you decide to haul all your stuff by yourself as best you can, but your don’t realize that your laptop charger is dangling from the heap in your arms and you step into a very full elevator and the door quickly closes and your charger gets stuck and the elevator descends 8 floors and you’re left standing with your mouth hanging wide open holding just the plug with some wires dangling out of it… it doesn’t bode well for being able to power up your laptop. I’m just saying it could happen.

If it’s a PC you MIGHT have 2 hours of battery life left, but it’s only a matter of time till you’re left with a dead battery. No power.

I’ve struggled with feeling depleted of energy as long as I can remember. Blame it on a good ole fashion case of mono in high school or a chronic case of firstborn striving. Whatever the reason, it’s a human condition to which we can all relate. Especially as moms. After all, we are but dust. Our life is but a vapor and we daily wear out like a garment and we moms are the well-worn type of garment. Cute, loved, but threadbare.The Power To Mom When You're Weary

It’s this constant weariness has me digging through Scripture to find out what God has to offer a weary mom who longs to make Him famous in her home and community.

“Him we proclaim, warning everyone and teaching everyone with all wisdom, that we may present everyone mature in Christ. For this I toil, struggling with all His energy that He powerfully works within me.” Colossians 1:28-29

…HIS ENERGY that so powerfully works within me. Wow. God’s grace to me in Christ, means I have HIS righteousness. His perfection! I am FREE from striving. PLUS, I am indwelt with the Holy Spirit. The same Person of the Trinity who gave Jesus energy to do HIS work, LIVES inside of me and provides ME with the energy and power to fulfill my calling as a mom ministering to my children. Wow.

There is one small problem…namely my insidious self-reliance that has me thinking I’d prefer to do life in my own strength. Because then I get the accolades…eesh. Without the Holy Spirit to convict me of this pride I, would be like my poor laptop with no power cord. Perfect in my own strength for maybe 2 hours…but then dead battery. No power. I need the Holy Spirit, my true power source. And you know what? It’s good to need Him.

My powerless humanness shows me that I am not God. And again, that is a very good thing. Even though most times I want to be in charge. I want to be sufficient. I want to be impressive. I want to be sustainable and not wear-outable. These desires are essentially what got Satan kicked out of Heaven. But when I see my depravity and I see that He is the One who never slumbers or sleeps. He is the One who authored and perfected my faith. He is the One who holds the whole world in His hands. I can’t help but praise Him for who He is. His character brings strength to my soul. His power inside of me brings life-changing energy. And that is the refreshment that this weary mom needs.

May the power of the Holy Spirit give you eyes to see His character that causes you to praise Him and the power to repent, believe and obey Him.