My Sister Upstairs

Today I have the privileged position of relaxing on a bed in my sister's basement and listening to the sounds of her mothering waft through the floor. I hear the crying baby, the scraping chairs, the clattering feet, and the chattering toddler. Then I hear one strong musical voice along with two smaller wavering ones sing the lyrics of their little noon prayer:

For balmy sunshine, for nourishing rain, dear Lord for the goodness we thank Thee. For food and Thy care. Rich blessings we share. The fruit of thy love and we thank Thee. We thank Thee O God. Amen. 

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And I see my sister's faith, calm and steady through turbulent days, guiding her children to what is important. Is she perfect? No. She would be the first to say she isn't. But she is beautiful. Beautiful because she knows what matters and is living it out every day.

This post is for the mothers. Those dear souls who spend days doing the jobs nobody else would sign up for. The tenacious people who find themselves at their wits end for wisdom and strength many times over, but continue on in the Name of Love. 

Keep going my friends. Keep going. I have never been a mother, but I have been a teacher, and I see the absolute importance and irreplaceable value that a present Christian mother brings to her home and family. Blessings and keep your eyes up today. 🥰

The Life I Wanna Live

I don't wanna be led by Instagram,

I'd rather hear the Holy Ghost with clarity, than run in the confusion of a million jumbled voices. 

I don't want an empty religion,
I'd rather be baptized with fire and let the Holy Spirit make me one of His live wires.

I don't wanna run with the pack.
I'd rather sit still in the silence and listen... for that still small voice of truth that leads so clearly.

I don't wanna live a life of safety.
I'd rather run a rescue shop a hundred yards from hell and walk like those in the Hall of Faith. 

I don't wanna live in blindness.
I'd rather have eyes that see beyond the heavy facades suffocating victims in their pain.

I don't wanna judge people like a human would.
I'd rather love hard like my God and let Him send me in there to rescue all the people who got lost in the crowd.

I don't wanna live for my glory.
I'd rather live low like the Ultimate Servant and simply bring others to Him.

I don't wanna live a life that's wasted. 
I'd rather spend moments extravagantly on issues concerning my King. 

I don't wanna live life like I'd live it.
I'd rather let Him live in me and pray that every moment would become sacred as people see Him in clarity.

I wanna know the God who created me so well

That His character runs in my veins.

I wanna be so full of the Bread of Life

That those who are hungry will come and be sustained.

I wanna be so filled with Him that I get forgotten,
And all who look at me will see only the nails that bought them.