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A friend recently asked me, what surprised me most about marriage? After a brief reflection on my 7 year marriage, I responded, "That there were so many things I didn’t know about myself! How selfish I was before I was married and how much I would need to depend on God’s grace. Most of all what surprised me about marriage was how my love for my husband could really grow deeper each year.”
Today is our 7 year anniversary! 7 years. One of my friends was telling me recently that 7 years counts as some kind of marriage milestone…well, I guess every year does, but I’ll take it. I am so proud of us.
There is nothing new under the sun. Other than my own life experience, the conclusions of truths I find have been found before. Learn from my mistakes, grow from my failures. Avoid near occasion of sin. Know myself.
I haven’t read all of the articles, I haven’t listened to the press conferences. I haven’t talked it out with my faithful friends. I’m shamefully holding onto my sanguine tendency to focus on the fun, trivial matters on life. But we are one body in Christ, and I can’t ignore the bleeding wounds of my brothers & sisters & our beloved Church. I can’t ignore my Facebook feed, my main source of news. I won’t believe the lie that this doesn’t effect me, and the lie that there is nothing I can do…
We made it, better than I ever thought possible, through the first month postpartum with our tribe of three little men 5 & under. Every mom experience is different, but I have definitely found the transition from 2-3 kids much easier than the transition from 1-2. God's grace abounds, your heart expands.
Despite my best efforts the night before, I woke up Tuesday morning still pregnant. I just couldn’t believe I was about to walk into a hospital to give birth, while not already being in labor. It felt surreal, hypocritical, and a bit scary. Basically, everything that I didn’t want.
The birth of our third son amazingly turned out to be the natural, divine, but once again, unexpected, experience I had spent months praying for. Now that I am joyously soaking up every second of my precious newborn, I am able to reflect on the power in sharing our birth stories and identifying God’s hand in every detail. Sharing our birth stories has the ability to bring healing, empowerment, unity, freedom, and validation among us females treading water through the fertility years.
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Yesterday on social media, I posted about my struggle with balancing motherhood and career in this stage of my life, and not surprisingly received an overwhelming response in solidarity. Another validation that the devil is working overtime to tempt us in solitude, strip us of our feminine genius, our privilege of being a woman (amazing read!) and sow lies of doubt, jealousy, and competition between our sex.
My joy does not come from myself. Left on my own, my selfish desires easily take over, I become weak to the temptation of sin, sucked into worldly concerns, and prideful of my own doing…certainly nothing to brag about! I know God does not mean for us to fight for the victory of heaven alone...