Mommy Mayhem is a blog series leading up to Mother’s Day 2013 meant to encourage and bless women as we experience the good and bad chaos that comes with being a mom. This series has many guest blogs from women in many walks of life: stay at home moms, working moms, moms with grown children, and moms with young children. My request in this is that my readers use the comment section to bless woman with encouragement and blessings. These woman aren’t professional writers, they are just like you (and me) women simply sharing their journey! If you like, feel free to share and bless other Mom’s experiencing the mayhem of life!
By me (Ashley the official Chambers Chaos Blogger)
SO, me and Jesus, we had a chat. It went something like this,
“I’m just tired Lord, stinkin’ tired.
My kids are acting terriible, I lost my temper about 60 times today. I feel like I just can’t do this–I will ruin my kids.Why did you give me so many so close together. I am a terrible frazzled mother. This isn’t fair.
And frankly, Lord (You know, because adding Lord–makes my complaints righteous), doing dishes twice a day sucks, and I’m 4 loads behind in laundry. The kids haven’t bathed in 4 days, and I just don’t want to do this. Obviously, Lord (again-righteousness), being a stay at home mom was a terrible idea.
I also failed miserable at ministering to those ladies this week–I didn’t exactly teach them anything good. In fact, I lost my temper with my children in front of some of them. You definately picked the WRONG person.
And also Lord, my husband and I are just not getting along. We just keep arguing and I just want peace, but I’m too tired to try to talk nicely. I’m too frazzled to attempt peace, why can’t he just understand that? I’m just resigning.
And Jesus (gotta switch it up), I know that you want me to do those things with a grateful heart and serve you by serving them, but I just can’t want to. I am done–there’s nothing left. NOTHING.
So take it Lord take it all. Give me peace and give me strength and give me something–because what you gave me isn’t working. Amen”
The Holy Spirit wasn’t silent for long.
This week my 5 yr old (and, I suppose, I’d earn the adult version) of “Mostest Complaints”as Oren would say.
In a 25 minute time frame while getting ready for a trip to the zoo, he complained about having to wear “hard pants” (btw, these are jeans. Soft pants = sweats or elastic waist pants), a short sleeved shirt, socks, socks with shoes, sandals with no socks, sweatshirt, wearing underwear, not wearing underwear because they were too small, too big, too itchy, too irritating…etc etc etc etc.
(“Official pity party–now taking membership applications. Inquire within.” Should read the sign that hung on my door this week.)
I told Oren, “you know, there are kids all over the world who don’t have clothes. They have one shirt and pray for shoes. If you can’t stop complaining and praise Jesus for what you have then I’m sending all your clothes to those kids”.
Now, please hear me, I usually don’t take this approach.
My son, bless his heart, started crying that there were kids that didn’t have clothes. (bad choice momma). But more so he cried, “But mom I’ll be naked. So maybe I’ll wear these and then we can send something else”.
I told him that he needed to make peace with his clothing and be thankful. So we prayed. (And, I suppose now were sending some stuff overseas–which isn’t a problem, but now I definately have to follow through!)
Then a still small bold (maybe slightly irritating) voice said, “I think maybe you have the same problem-be thankful, Ash, be thankful. My blessings abound in your life–look for those”
During small group on Sunday morning, we were reading Galatians chapter 4:
Paul criticizes the church in Galatia, by basically saying, “Stop stop stop! You are adding to the gospel more things than are necessary. The people you are listening to, their voices are wrong. Listen to me. The things in your past enslaved you, but you are free from them. Don’t go there again.”
In verse 15, Paul questions them saying, “Where is your joy? You’ve lost it. You used to care for things equally as hard…but you did it with exponential desire and care. You had joy.” (PS these are from the Ashley paraphrase–not at all scholarly)
Focus on worshipping me, serving me, and all those things will happen because you do them for me. Find joy in them because they are all blessings.
Lord, I am sorry.
I am loved. I am known. I am adopted, wanted, cherished. I have heaven as my resource, Jesus as my strength, and the Spirit as my guide. So.there’s.always.that.