As is true fashion for me these days, I started another blog post a few days ago. Still not done. I can't even blame busyness. I have just been tired. No other excuses. Just tired. And maybe a little down.
was a blah kind of weekend. Lots of errands. Cold and dreary
outside. Whiny children. Feeling like I am cooking and cleaning to no
avail. And apparently child 4 reacted to the preservatives in the flu
shot he got on Friday. I had wanted the flu mist for that reason but
there was none to be had. So it was not a great weekend all around.
today after church, I was about to a breaking point. Like an "I am
going to scream really loud" breaking point. Every person in my house
was getting on my nerves. I had some extra cooking chores to get some
stuff ready for school. I was worried about little pup after she had
gotten a plate leftover from donuts. (Thankfully I think the child had
licked the plate clean...she never even got sick) Child 2 had
volleyball practice. I just wanted to take a nap but we had some place
to be at 3. Plus I needed to get a head start on dinner.
Just then the phone rang.
That is fairly rare in our house.
recognized the name (a co-worker from school). I debated on whether to
answer it. I was not really in a good mood. The kids were loud. Maybe I
could just call back later when it was quieter and I was happy.
Instead, I picked it up.
My co-worker was calling to invite me to a concert at her church to watch a family perform. The family's "stage name"? Twice Adopted. I had seen a flyer for it but had dismissed going due to the time of day.
However, my co-worker went on to explain that there are 10 children adopted into this family. 7 of them were from Guatemala.
And suddenly I was interested in going.
Yes, I still wanted to take a nap.
But I just felt like we needed to go.
Child 3 asks about her adoption often. And about adoption. She has been trying to learn Spanish.
I knew this was just the thing for her.
Unfortunately, by the time some of the crew got home, our time was very limited.
I was so disappointed.
We ran out of the house to our 3 o'clock appointment...at that point, it was 3:30.
I wanted to cry.
and I still don't know how, we did our first appointment and made it to
the other church for the concert. Even with a few minutes to spare.
were greeted at the door by several of the girls. They were as
friendly and sweet as they come. They took an immediate interest in our
children, asking all about their adoptions. The mother of the clan
spoke to me for a while too. I really wish I had had several hours just
to talk to her and find out her secrets of mothering such a vast crew.
really enjoyed the concert. The family sings gospel songs. They
shared some pictures and their stories of their early lives. The mother
shared testimony about how God brought her family together. There was
even a time for Guatemala trivia. We knew all of the answers. :) (And
our family won two "worry/blessing" dolls.)
I looked over at one point and caught the face of child 3. She was just beaming.
It was just what the doctor ordered. I needed to be reminded. I needed to hear some things.
God put our family together.
Every child is a blessing. Even when they are acting like turkeys. :)
Our eyes should be on Him.
job God has put before me is to be the mother to these kids. Even when
they drive me crazy. And He will give me the strength to do carry out
At one point, Child 3 asked me if I would want
all of those kids. I just smiled and said, "Well, yes, if y'all acted
like them, I would..."
And I was joking. Kind of.
do wish my children got along better. That there wasn't a huge
rivalry. That they would focus more on God than themselves. And that
we could all sing.
I almost feel defeated some days.
But that isn't where we are right now.
Maybe it is me. Maybe I am failing. Or maybe I don't pray enough. Or maybe we are doing the best we can.
I don't know.
I just know that some days, on the hardest days, God sends little reminders my way.
And for that, I am grateful.