Immovable Like Mountains
So, my dear brothers and sister, be strong and immovable. Always work enthusiastically for the Lord, for you know that nothing you do for the Lord is ever useless.
1 Corinthians 15:58
After I read that verse I started thinking about things that are immovable. Mountains were the first thing that popped into my head. Mountains are only moved by the force of the earth moving, which might as well be the hand of God. This summer has found me needing to hold on to that thought. I have to be immovable like mountains and it’s a nice reminder that whatever I do for the Lord is never useless.
This summer we said goodbye to our little Nany. We got home from our Florida trip and jumped right back in and welcomed Mr. T Rex. He is so sweet, so loving and just the most beautiful little 10 month old baby boy. Two weeks later we welcomed an 8 month old baby boy, Little Lion. At this point y'all may think I’m crazy, TWO babies under a year?!!! It was the easiest, most fun I have had. They loved each other. I am a twin so I knew the bond that could form between them. Alas, it was not to be. Mr. T Rex was sent to be with a family member after a month. We miss him terribly. He smiled with his eyes and it would light up the room. I didn’t feel so immovable. I wobbled a lot. We still have Little Lion and he is so much fun. He is now 10 months old and keeps me on my toes. He is so funny and sweet. He growls at us when we feed him, and he thinks it’s the funnest thing (he is right). I remembered, I don’t do this for me, I do this for the Lord. As much as it hurts me, it is never useless.
This time every year I start to question my sanity. It’s the homeschool planning and curriculum building. I ask the girls every year if they want to go back to public school. I am always met with a resounding NO! I’m fine with it, but as they get older, school gets harder and I realize that I am not smarter than a fifth grader. Jesus help me with this 8th grade math. I don’t always feel like they realize how much work I put into this. I feel under-appreciated on the regular, but again, this isn’t about me. This is about them and them having the best education they can. So, I do it for the Lord. I’m raising up two daughters of the Most High and I do believe they are coming out better for it.
I guess the point of all this is to tell you that I too get beaten up by life. We all do. We are never alone in that. My core isn’t shaken, nothing as bad as all that. But I do feel like a well worn and used rag that gets wrung out one too many times. I choose to be immovable. I choose to stay the course and keep doing all the things that are hard and that I want to give up on. Everyone says they won’t blame me for no longer fostering or putting my kids back in public school. But I would blame me. These are things I have been called to. It’s those things that are always the hardest to solider on through. They usually illicit the most attacks in life, but they are also the most rewarding.
So here’s to being immovable, feet planted firmly and ready for whatever. Bring it on life, bring it on.