This week Abe was supposed to interview one of his parents about their job. He had specific questions to ask and then he was to write a little paragraph about it later at school. I told him it might be best to ask Jimmy (encouraging father/son bonding here!)… plus, the questions applied more to someone who works outside the home. Then Abe said, “Besides… you don’t have a job.”
Oh Contra re!
“Oh, but I do have a job,” said I to little Abe.
“What is it?”
“Best job in the world. I keep children alive.”
Of course I could have gone on and on about my duties in my job…. spiritual training… potty training… reading… speech therapist, chef gourmet!!!, maid, nurse, etc… Do I earn $ on this job – uhhh, no. So I can see why he wouldn’t think of me working at a job. But it made me think about how important my role is as mother.
You are the poem I dreamed of writing,
the masterpiece I longed to paint.
You are the shinning star I reached
for in my ever hopeful quest for a life fulfilled.
You are my child.
Now with all things I am blessed.
Those are the sweetest JOYS of mothering… the moments of PEACE and accomplishment.
Now – here’s another view of motherhood …
I was struck by the depth of strain and concern on this mother’s face… so real.
This speaks much more powerfully to me about MOTHERing in this earthly existence.FLORENCE LEONA THOMPSON
Migrant Mother – A Legend of the Strength of American Motherhood.
1930’s. Destitute pea pickers in California during the depression.
Mother of seven children. Age thirty-two. Nipomo, California.
This photo reminds me of all the strong women throughout time who have endured such hardships with faith and hope. I specifically thought of the story President Uchtdorf told of his family’s escape to West Germany and how his mother went to find food at a train stop and couldn’t find the children for some time. I want to be a woman like her!
“She was weighed down with worry; desperate prayers filled her heart. … Her faith overcame her fear, and her hope overcame her despair. She was not a woman who would sit and bemoan tragedy. She moved. She put her faith and hope into action.” Dieter F. Uchtdorf (Infinite Power of Hope)
Anyhoo… mostly random mothering thoughts. But I’m glad for my job. Glad for my tots. Glad I have a good husband to go on this journey with. Glad for a Heavenly Father who does not leave us alone in times of hardship. Glad He sends moments of PEACE and JOY along the way.