So often I find myself thinking
Of how much I could accomplish
If it weren't for all of the interruptions.
A life free of interruptions.
How selfish.
It is His voice that calls me
Through those little voices.
His eyes that look at me through theirs;
Through tears, through smiles.
He calls, He watches.
He interrupts to remind me
That it is not all about me.
It is not all about what I want to do each day.
And in each interruption,
He gives me a priceless opportunity.
To teach.
To console.
To love.
I want to learn to truly embrace each interruption.
To see each one for the treasure it really is.
For I suspect that it is during all of these interruptions
That I am most truly living my vocation of motherhood.
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