I didn’t know how badly I needed help…rest, refreshment, filling…until I was in Colorado last week (I flew out by myself to visit a friend and mentor).
The first night I was there I went to bed early, with no responsilibily, and tucked myself in and breathed. I breathed! I felt like I hadn’t really breathed rest in so long. It was magnificent, to say the least.
And I slept. All night. With no interruption. I had forgotten what that felt like.
All that next morning I was pampered and poured into. Each day brought more of what I needed…what my spirit needed. Emotions came out that I didn’t expect, thoughts and feelings swirled in my heart and around my head and I was able to understand some of the deep parts of my soul that I left undone.
I also found myself for the first time in a long time, alive.
I think something happens to some (most?) moms as life carries on and babies come, somehow we think or forget or something that we need help. I don’t think mothers were supposed to be alone. Yes, most of use have husbands, but we need community and help from other women. We especially need help from those who have gone before us and have the wisdom to teach us, show us, walk alongside us, encourage us, and persevere with us so that we can. We need help.
Moms need help.
If you are a mom with little ones and you need help, would you leave your name or initials in the comments so I can pray for (with) you that help would come into your life? Whether it be a friend or an older woman who can watch your children for a couple hours every other week, or that your husband would be willing to give you a couple hours a week away, or whatever it is you need to breathe again, I want to pray for you! Maybe it’s help around the house, or someone to walk alongside you that is willing to pour goodness and truth and wisdom into your life, what do you need? Let me pray for you.
Because I know you can’t do it well if you’re alone. And I know that many nights you cry just thinking about what the next day holds and how you don’t even know how you’re going to do it. You have forgotten what it’s like to breathe. I know, and I want you to know that you are not alone. God didn’t make us to be in isolation, He made us for community.
I’m praying, friend, and He’s listening.
Photo Credit: Alive