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Sunday, November 3, 2013

For Love's Sake

It's why we mothers do what we do everyday.  We love.

We love because He first loved us.

We bend over to pick up dirty clothes, lost Legos, cereal crumbs and items of unknown origination created in boys dream-lands.  It is a never ending job.  Just like love it never ends, never gives up and is always present. A mother's love never grows weary.  There are the sleepless nights of infant feeding and stumbling in the dark to find a place to feed a hungry babe.  It is tireless, thankless and relentless work.  Yet love wells up in a mother's heart and is able to accomplish the task at hand.

Love never fails. 1 Corinthians 13:8

Five loads of clean laundry sit piled like a mountain on my bedroom floor waiting to be folded and tucked into drawers.  The dishes clatter against themselves as the dishwasher purrs like a kitten. My list of today's to dos sits open on the kitchen counter.  The dogs, cats, chickens and horse have all been feed.  The baby still slumbers as I tip toe around the house before the light dawns. Love will awaken soon.  My heart is drawn to sit and rest in the stillness of the morning. I sit in my big brown comfy chair and read about Love. 

"And whoever gives one of these little ones only a cup of cold [water
in the name of a disciple, assuredly, I say to you, 
he shall by no means lose his reward." 
Matthew 10:42

So I sit like Mary at the feet of Jesus (Love incarnate) and drink.  My soul is quenched for the moment.  My heart is filled once again to overflowing so I can give away love for the day.  This is the epi power of the Holy Spirit. My cup sits full to the brim with love overflowing.  I pray it spills out to all I come in contact with.  It's what I need to survive the day.  Love is at war for my mind, my Spirit, my heart and my flesh.  

My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength
 of my heart and my portion forever. 
Psalm 73:26 

Love comes alive in me as I continue to sit.  I draw near to Him and He draws near to me.  The baby cries and I arise to fetch Love...a gift.  I cuddle Love and kiss and speak Love to him. I am filled to overflowing. I think my heart is about to burst.  My cup runs over. 

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