Having one Cupcake at a time to make the world a better place.

I have lost my joy before, but thankfully, when I finally realize it’s gone and get around to looking for it, it always seems to be right where I left it. Some days being a Mommy can be draining, uninspiring, and can leave you feeling like a repetitive drill sergeant. I told my hubby one day that I needed intercom speakers throughout the house and yard in order to play a pre-recorded message at the push of a button. You know, the phrases I repeat a hundred times a day to six different little ones: "Did you do your chores?", “NO hitting!”, “Shhh! the baby is sleeping”, “No jumping on the trampoline when Lincoln is on it”, “Stop fighting!”, “Please-- clean up the room!”, and “Who pulled all the books off the shelf?” Sometimes I think, “Gosh they must get so sick of me saying the same things all day everyday,” ; Perhaps as much as I am sick of saying the same things all day on certain days. Then I remember that God has unbelievable patience with me. Do I always listen to God everyday all day long? I have to admit, no. Do I always do everything He wants me to do all the time? Again, no. Are there things that I am always learning and forever need to grow in? Yes. Then why would I expect my small children to listen to me any differently? It is a long process of love, consistency and endurance. And I do not always see this or walk in it, but I know it to be true. Our pastor has 8 children (5 out of high school, 3 married) and they all serve God with all their heart. I have seen the reward in their own family. I have seen the fruit of their labor. Yes-- labor; I labor everyday in my home because, even the days when I think it is too hard or I can't do it anymore, I know it is my calling to raise up these little arrows to love God and serve Him.

And I love my calling.