When I was driving my cousin around town (and while my mom was babysitting my son), I told my cousin that it couldn’t be long because I was basically my son’s source of food since I am nursing him. I then jokingly mumbled a bunch of other roles that I play for my son: teacher, console-r and soother, playmate, snuggle buddy, psychologist (to figure out what all those cries mean, of course!).
And I realized: Wow. I am everything to my son.
It made me think: Mother Mary must’ve been everything to Jesus. Yes, at least for a time, she was everything to Him.
I further pondered how, just how, my mission “to change the world with the grace of God” is indeed being lived out in my “hidden life” as a mother.
How? Well, MY heart is being changed by God’s grace day by day, moment by moment. So technically, isn’t the world changing? God is changing me through tiny little him (my son) by showing me who He (my God) is.
In fact, God’s grace is the only thing that is sustaining me right now!
Yes, my mission is feeding my son, burping him, changing his diaper, keeping the house clean, and maybe, possibly cooking– just getting through the day.
My mission is praying fervently that my baby takes his naps– and doesn’t cry from having gas!
My mission is working on my marriage 110% now more than ever, because the happiness and holiness of my son depends on my husband and I being an “us.” My husband and I are to make a very important foundation, which itself must be rooted in Christ.
Yes, this mission is motherhood. And motherhood is changing me through the grace of Christ.
Motherhood is teaching me patience… gentleness… to love the little things. To love this tiny person’s personhood.
To stay strong.
To have Faith.
Many days, motherhood doesn’t seem glamorous at all. Spit up everywhere. Poopy diaper blowouts. Your son pulling all of your hairs out. Oh, and not getting a bite to eat for a while (that one’s tough on me!).