Here is another blog post from my daughter Jessica.  Hope you enjoy it!-anita
I scratched it out right there upon the slate.  Words to live by.  But somewhere between then and nightfall I had failed every word that was written.

When your wound a bit tight…have a mess of kids and plenty of furry creatures…it can be a recipe for disaster even on a good day.

When the toilet is clogged…again
The coffee maker is broken
She’s crying over math lessons
They’re bickering over whose turn it is to sweep the floor
Kai is screaming as he watches the dog eat his favorite car
That sweet little bundle of ours is spewing from every open cavity
Dishes and laundry are piled high
Chickens have grazed the garden
The dog’s footprints dust the hardwoods…10 seconds after I’ve scrubbed them

And oh, yeah, dinner.  Kinda forgot about that one – soup anyone?
By evening I’m spent.
Of course, this means nothing to the toddler who has a complete and utter meltdown as I’m trying to take off his clothes and put on his pajamas.  He wants his clothes.  He likes THOSE clothes!  Even though they’re caked in dirt.  And bath time…they can go to bed dirty tonight.  Right?

These kinds of days are a bit overwhelming and I have to admit that being loving doesn’t come easy.  In fact it won’t come at all unless I purposely pursue love.  Many, many times I fail.  With one foot in front of the other…I try again…reminding myself that children are a gift not a distraction.  It’s my job to show them how to love well.  So, while they eat soup I eat words off the slate and ask for patience…love…help.

Many years ago I jotted this down.  I don’t know who wrote it but I needed this reminder today.  Perhaps it will encourage you to press on through the mundane and crazy as well.

If I lie in a house of spotless beauty with everything in it’s place, 

but have not love, 
I am a housekeeper – not a homemaker
If I have time for waxing, polishing and decorative achievements, 
but have not love, 
my children learn of cleanliness – not Godliness
Love leaves the dust in search of a child’s laugh
Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints on a newly cleaned window
Love wipes away the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk
Love picks up the child before it picks up the toys
Love is present through trials
Love reprimands, reproves and is responsive
Love crawls with the baby, walks with the toddler, runs with the child, 
then stands aside
 to let the youth walk into adulthood
Love is the key that opens salvation’s message to a child’s heart
Before I became a mother I took glory in my house of perfection.
Now I glory in God’s perfection in my child
As a mother there is much I must teach my child, 
but the greatest of all is love.

Until then…
 By:  Jessica Lutz May 9th, 2016