God sees

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Motherhood has been one of the greatest joys I have in life but it has also been the one thing that has shown my complete need for the Lord.  From the moment each kid was born I’ve known this dependency based on my own inadequacies.  There is always something I can’t do, or something I can’t control.  I cry out to God daily in motherhood.  

Lord, help me control my temper.

Lord, help me comfort their hurt.

Lord, help me be present.

Lord, help me show them patience.


I often fall short.  I don’t always get it right.  I raise my voice, I say the wrong thing, my face is in my phone, I snap when they move too slow.  Sometimes I get lost in the mundane and lose my focus.  I start to feel bad for myself because not only am I constantly getting it wrong, but when I do get it right no one sees or appreciates it anyway. But God. He sees.   All over the bible He reminds me of this.  



The Lord looks down from heaven;

he sees all the children of man;

from where he sits enthroned he looks out

on all the inhabitants of the earth,

he who fashions the hearts of them all

and observes all their deeds.

Psalm 33:13-15


He is looking down from heaven, and he sees me.  The one who fashioned my heart, He sees me.  Yes He sees when I get it wrong (so thankful for grace)  but He also sees when I get it right.

God sees me every time I greet my kids in the morning with a smile instead of a frown.   He sees me every time I am standing at the kitchen sink washing the dishes from another meal I cooked.  He sees me when I fold the third load of laundry that day (seriously, how do such small people produce such large amounts of laundry?).  He sees all the seemingly insignificant and mundane moments of motherhood. 

God sees, and He cares.  God sees, and He is pleased.  He made my hands for homemaking.   He gives me the energy I need for the mundane daily tasks.  He gave me my heart for being home with my kids.  

Sometimes it feels hard to see the work I do in the home as important.  But I know God does.   Every boo-boo kissed, every dish washed, every hug given, every meal made, every lesson taught- He sees as important.  He sees me making my home a place of love, safety, and comfort for those in it.  

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He ordained this life for me, and He sees me in it. 



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