For The Weary Mother

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These moments, they come rushing in.  That mommy moment when you feel like you cannot put another foot forward.  You are weary.  Spirit weary.  Mental weary.  Body weary.  So weary you are going to collapse from the weight of it all.

It takes so much, this life of giving.  You’re tired.  You need a place to safely fall.  Sometimes you need a pillow to cry into.  Maybe you need to cry.  Maybe you are too tired to cry.  Maybe you are grasping for any ounce of strength available just to make it to that moment when you can cry. 

If you are like me, you seek solitude in moments like this.  And if your life is anything like mine, if you find solitude, they will find you.

The stocky little boy of four climbs on your back and giggles, peeking over into your face,

“I found you mommy!”

I am found.  I am lost.  So lost, but yet I am found.  Not just by a little boy with face smeared with chocolate.  But by someone who is greater than the weary soul face buried deep into a feathered pillow.

And You?

You are found there in your weariness, by the Spirit who helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. (Romans 8:26)

Does He care about the weary mother?  Is it too small a matter for Him?  Is not the God who created the Universe, who parted the Red Sea so His people could safely pass, the same God who says that He will gently lead those who are with young?

 He will feed His flock like a shepherd; He will gather the lambs with His arm and carry them in His bosom, and gently lead those who are with young.(Isaiah 40:11)

Me. 

You. 

He thinks about the mothers.

The ones who are trying to do this mother thing.  Struggling.  Succeeding.  “Failing”.  Holding to pride.  Saying our sorries. 

Trying.  Trying to learn humility. 

Crying in pillow moments.  Smiling laughing moments.  Yelling moments (inside or out).  Frustrated.  Calm.  Anxious.  Trusting.  Teaching moments.  Learning moments.  Hard on ourself moments.

Yes.  He sees it all.  And He cares so much that He intercedes for us when we cannot take one more step.  He knows!  And it is in this weakness, and through the knowing that the Savior cares, that we can lift our head.  Look up.  Reach out for His outstretched hand.  And with His strength, perfected in our weakness…..

Try again.