April 20, 2015

Because Jesus Love Me

For the last few years, blogging has been a fun outlet for me. A great place to tell funny stories about my kids that I want to document for later, to share the latest happenings on our mini hobby-farm, a place to collect my thoughts, and express myself. According to my blog history, I was a blogging fiend when I was pregnant with Olivia. As soon as she arrived, my postings took a nose dive, followed by even scarcer posts after Emma's birth. Raising a family is a full time job, so my blog has been pushed to the back burner as family require more of me. Blogging has turned into a rare treat amidst all the living-of-life.

But what do you do when your heart is heavy, and tired for an extended season? When family gets sick, and loved ones go through hard times? When challenges in parenting require more middle of the nights, more cleaning up to do, more socially embarrassing situations, more humbling, and more prayer. When you feel stuck in survival mode, and your best option is to keep moving muddling forward.

That's where I've been for most of this year. And it's hard to admit that. Because it just doesn't jive with the energetic, optimistic person I aspire to be. Hence the silence.

A precious friend told me many years ago, that one of the greatest things I could ever remember, is simply this: "Jesus loves you". It seems like such a childish Sunday school phrase, but it's powerful. It's what has buoyed my heart during this less than easy year. When my heart is heavy for friends and family...Jesus loves me. When my soul feels dry and weary...Jesus loves me. When the to-do list is longer than my limited time or energy...Jesus loves me. When I'm sick with the flu and clinging to the edge of the toilet...Jesus loves me. When parenting feels impossible more than I'm capable of doing remotely well...Jesus still loves me.

The "hard" may not go away for a while, but Jesus loves me, so I can hang on. The message may not be profound, but it's true, and it's more than enough to cling to.


"Jesus love me, this I know,
For the Bible tells me so,
Little ones to Him belong,
They are weak, but He is strong.
Yes, Jesus loves me,
Yes, Jesus loves me,
Yes, Jesus loves me,
The Bible tells me so."
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3 comments:

  1. UnknownApril 22, 2015 at 7:53 AM

    This is a precious post. Actually all of your posts have been really precious! Praise the Lord for His mercy and grace! He holds onto us.

    We so enjoyed time with your father and mother at last year's reunion. I've checked in to see what you have written every so often since your mother told us you had a blog and just haven't ever commented.

    Love to you and your family.

    Your cousin,
    Rachel Short

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  2. UnknownApril 26, 2015 at 6:12 AM

    Just like we said in the van- you def have a story to tell! Whether you tell it to your babies during playtime or to your hubby right before bed, tell it. And then, when kids are bigger and your hands are free to type, you will be able to share your story right here. Until then, your story is no less important and you are not failing as a storyteller- you are just doing it in a different way! I love your words and your perspective. Keep writing and dreaming and being a mama- your day is coming.
    Love ya!
    Erica

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  3. Jenna B.May 13, 2015 at 5:15 AM

    Ha, well I guess this shows how often I come check comments! I just saw both of your sweet messages, and want to say thanks.

    Rachel, I'm so glad Mom shared my blog! Mom and Dad had a wonderful time seeing everyone out at the ranch. Thanks for commenting - I'm really happy to hear from you!

    Erica, thank you for your encouragement! The hours in the day are so short, and there is so little time to get them down. It's good to remember that I can keep it up the storytelling as long as I express them some way or another. :) I should pick your brain more often!

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