I particularly love this thought:
Life. You know what? Life is hard. For all people. Mothers haven't cornered the market on long days and tough times. But not because they haven't tried.
The blogger, she calls herself Mrs. G, shares that:
Everywhere she turns (blogs, magazines, television, movies) women go on and on about the trials of motherhood. Really, she thinks everyone has gotten the memo: raising children is hard work.Again, this is news? Motherhood has been around for a while. And, frankly, Mrs. G. thinks it has gotten easier. Women have choices, earning power, job sharing, daycare, dishwashers, washing machines and antibiotics. Many have plugged in partners to share the load.
Mrs. G. doesn't understand how privileged suburban women on the Oprah show feel so oppressed and overcome.
I think I like Mrs. G. A lot.
But, through it all, she always realized that she was lucky to be able to stay at home with her kids. She was lucky to have a husband who worked his ass off without complaining when she and the kids were curled up on the couch in their pajamas reading library books as he headed out the door for work. She had friends who wanted nothing more than to stay home with their babies but couldn't... Mrs. G. was so lucky.
Let's be real. As problems go, motherhood ain't that bad.
I second that. In light of the glories of the grace of God, His providence and our future hope, as problems go, we all ain't got it too bad.
"The saying is trustworthy and deserving of full acceptance, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, of whom I am the foremost. But I received mercy for this reason, that in me, as the foremost, Jesus Christ might display his perfect patience as an example to those who were to believe in him for eternal life."
1Ti 1:15-16
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