Some days are hard and life feels chaotic and crazy and you didn’t sign up for that part, and you ask yourself, “why me!?”
If you’re like me, you’ve lived in a safe environment all your life. You’ve never gone without food or shelter. Your kids today have more clothes than you did when you were little. They’re in soccer, Awana, and dance, and you teach essential oils classes when you can squeeze them in. It’s crazy. Some days more than others.
We know it because we see it online and hear about it on the news, but other mothers across the world are facing REAL chaos. REAL crazy. How do you endure the massacre of your own family? So horrific are their lives, I doubt they have a spare moment to question, “why me!?”
And it shakes us to our core, over here in our comfy, over-scheduled lives. Humbled, our question remains the same, but from a different angle.
Why was I placed here? Comfy (we are for sure in comparison to them), safe (for the time being), not lacking anything, still free to worship our LORD. Why was I chosen to be born here and get to live this way while they were placed there and live THAT way?
And we swallow hard.
I believe God makes no mistakes. Down to the minute and place of our birth, our parents, our ethnic group, you name it, He orchestrated it all before He spoke us into existence. And I cling to that. If He purposed for them to be there, He surely purposed for me to be here. And not to simply float by living as comfortably as I can because I can…. There’s a purpose. There’s work to do.
I’m a blogger and I could get caught up in Pinterest-worthy photos and kicking my efforts into high gear for super-techy projects that are really cool, but the shine and romance of those things fade – evaporate – when held up against the cold, cruel reality of the world today.
What is that I’m called to do while men, women, children, and babies are being slaughtered in other parts of the world?
I could easily become depressed and say, “well, what’s the point of it all?”
I could just go on as if current events don’t foretell of the beginning of the end.
Or I could encourage you readers to keep your perspective.
Oh, you’re blessed. God chose to place you on this Earth when He did and where He did. You have a mission here. You have an opportunity. Be joyful, thankful, prayerful, watchful, and more faithful than ever…….Pour into your children’s lives like never before.
See cooking and meals together as precious, an investment in your family. A sacred, blessed event.
See homeschooling as heart-training. Not just for them….for you, too.
See house cleaning as a privilege. Because it is.
We certainly can’t predict our future here in our country, but we can pray and trust. We can choose to not become overwhelmed with paralyzing fear. We can choose to stay steadfast, to become more focused than ever on the things that matter – training our children to love God and love others. And we can choose to spread Light while we still can. Encourage those around you.
And just keep going.