[bl]F[/bl]or Mother’s Day I received a basket of herbs. Fresh mint, basil, rosemary, thyme, oregano and cilantro. I will set this basket in the sun and let it grow, watch it overflow it’s wicker container. And I will pick from it to season, to enhance taste, to make delicious.
Mark knows I want to be a mother that grows.
But what I really want to grow is children. Grow them to love the Lord, to respect others, to engage people, to participate in God’s redemptive mission.
What I really want to grow is love. Love rooted in Christ. Genuine love that changes people.
What I really want to grow is grace. And I want it to overflow from us, from our home.
What I really want to grow is intimacy. Where challenges are overcome by love, differences are embraced, and emotions are heard and understood.
What I really want to grow is obedience. To the will of God, that he might be glorified.
What I really want to grow is faith. In my heart , in my children, in my family, in others. That God’s ways are trusted. That hope is certain for tomorrow.
In this season of growing — when the rain and sun come together to grow and beautify God’s land – let us prepare our hearts for growth. Let us be willing for God to grow us. And let us participate with him, let us be gardeners of all things good. Of all things that produce a life that glorifies Him.
#151 A windy driveway that leads me home
#152 The hard working hands of my husband
#153 The sun that keeps shining
#154 The color green outside my window
#155 A phone call late in the night
#156 Faces I haven’t seen in awhile
#157 Mothers that I journey with, that make mine more joyful
#158 The mother that I look like, act like, live like.
#159 A heavenly Father that teaches me to mother
#160 A pantry and frig full of snacks at my parents
#161 Children that make me who I am
#162 The mothers who have done without so their children could have more
#163 Adoption that makes me the kind of mother I’ve always wanted to be