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Making It As a Mom: The Importance of Perspective

Since I am now in the years of reaping blessings and with this perspective, I want to be the one to tell you to stay the course. Sweet moms, stay the course.

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This is a post for 31 Days about making it as a mom. Check out the intro post if this is your first time here!

Today I have the pleasure of introducing y'all to my friend, Marty, of Marty's Musings. As she nears the end of the kids-at-home stage, she has some wise words and wonderful perspective to share with us. Enjoy!

Hi, y’all! I’m Marty Walden from the DIY blog Marty’s Musings. Katie has been a good friend through the years as we’ve walked the often rocky road as adoptive moms seeking to honor God with our lives and families. I’m honored today to share a bit of my mama’s heart with her readers.

My oldest daughter Rachel (you’ve met her recently through her writing as a new mom getting healthy) and her husband Donny have given us an amazing almost two-year-old grandson Aiden. He keeps us on our toes and brings such joy and fun into our lives. Now as an older mom, I have so many thoughts I want to share with my daughter and hope they will encourage you today as well.

There are so many things I wish I had known as a young mom embracing motherhood.

We are all wounded.

We try to do the best job we can at this task of mothering, as unprepared and ill-equipped as we are.There may be multitudes of books to guide us, but when that wee one screams all night long and sleep is far away, a few words on a page will not suffice.

Pray without ceasing, surrendering your own expectations to the One who loves those babies even more than you do.

There is no higher purpose or calling.

Anyone can hold down a job but there is only one you, one gift to your children. Even as a young mom I knew that my influence could not be measured according to the world’s standards. Your failures and successes will become apparent as the years quickly pass by.

A mother’s heart was created to nurture and fill to the brink those little ones entrusted to your care. How can you make your life count?

Spend your days speaking life into and living life with your children.

Nothing I do outside these four walls we call home can possibly yield more influence than on the children who call me Mom. In the midst of our children’s ugly behaviors and sinful hearts, encouraging words can stick in the throat, pride and anger stopping us from being a life giver. There may be months (or even years) when you don’t see any results, but I promise you this: your children are not only listening but they are also observing your actions.

Don’t just tell them once they are loved. Tell them every single day. Look into their vulnerable eyes and risk loving the unlovable. Then point them to the Savior through your unconditional love and devotion.

Know that every diaper changed, exhausting night and never ending day endured, has not gone unnoticed by God. Every penny you have scrimped and saved has been invested in the lives of generations to come.

You may never live in a big house, drive a new car or have one penny extra, but God will provide your every need.

So often I have failed to believe and found myself curled up in the shadow of the Cross, weeping for mercy and strength. I have been at the end with no relief in sight, and God has carried me through.

You don’t have to be perfect. You just need to point to a perfect God.

I’m not perfect. My kids aren’t perfect. We are fallible creatures serving an infallible God. I am so grateful for the difficult lessons learned only by muddling through one day at a time. In the midst of daily battles I could only pray that somehow I was making a difference. I wanted to be an overcomer, not a victim.

Since I am now in the years of reaping blessings and with this perspective, I want to be the one to tell you to stay the course.

Oh sweet moms, stay the course.

The calling on your life as a wife and mom can not be underestimated or trumpeted too loudly. It is worth every tear, heartache, sleepless night and exhausting day.

My heart is full to know that God can redeem my fumbled mess of motherhood with lives that love Him.

Oh God, may I always remember these precious hearts that I’ve touched matter more than any paycheck, applause or recognition.

Weary mom, you are raising up warriors and princesses. Never forget this noble calling.

Some of my favorite words for my children:
Mother’s Day message for imperfect moms

An encouraging letter from my daughter to adoptive moms (Edited to add: This one makes me sob!)

Letter to my son on your wedding day

Letter to my daughter on your 16th birthday

Mother to daughter on her wedding day

Ok, y'all. I don't know if you're wiping tears off your face like I am, but wasn't that so encouraging? Let's press on, mamas, for He who calls you is faithful; He will surely do it. (1 Thess. 5:24)

Let us know what you thought of today's post! Connect with Marty and me on Facebook or let me know in the comments below!

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