As my heart’s gaze remains ever fixed on the return of Jesus, I am reminded that while I am looking up I MUST NOT forget to look down. You see, “down” is where my privileged duty resides. I am talking about those adorable little people that call me “Mom”, “Mama” and “Mommy”. I cannot become so caught up in world events that point to the obvious end of times that I neglect to perform the specific service that the Lord has granted me.
Motherhood. Creating a Home. Nurturing Souls. Pointing wee ones to the One who loves them even more than I do.
On my way to looking down, I MUST pause a moment straight ahead….taking care to nurture the man God gifted me to care, provide and love me. That man, without whom, I would not have a need to “look down”.
This is MY greatest form of service:
A Mom Looking Up 