We
strolled through the scent of fresh fallen rain at the pace of my first born,
whose Dennis the Menace cowlick came just to my waist. My second born was
tucked in the backpack weighing on my back.
As
we meandered around some side streets, we found ourselves strolling down a dirt
road covered in little potholes along the side, brimmed with fresh rain. Our
slow walk turned into a stopandgo as my toddler discovered the first puddle,
stomped and splashed a while, then found the second puddle, and the third.
Enveloped
in patience, I delighted in his playfulness a while, as I admired my own
easiness before gently coaxing him along.
By
that third puddle, that ease was challenged when my adventurer exclaimed,
"Mommy! Do you want to splash with me?!"
"N...,"
was headed for my tongue and out of my mouth as I heard a gentle voice within
say, "Why not?"
Scrambling
for reasons, I looked down at my feet and, like a lens zooming in on the
obvious, I saw bare feet in summer flip flops.
"Why
not!" I exclaimed. And we splashed together in messy joy, puddle to
puddle, all the way home.
Isn't
that how the Holy Spirit works? Whether we are fully enveloped by the fruits of
the Spirit or we barely hear that whisper of direction and counsel, when our
natural inclination may be the very opposite; however the Spirit pours into
our lives, our response to Him can take us to a whole new level of living –
more patience, deeper joy, love with abandon, etc. – and we have the
ability to pour directly into another person's life because of it. This is
profound!
This
is a Gift...
Because
sometimes we don't want to jump in the puddles. We want to stay neat and
clean and not be bothered. We'll walk along side someone as long as it doesn't
get too messy. And we'll even pat ourselves on the back in our limited
generosity because we, too often, allow our human nature to be our guide.
But
love, which God is, through the power of the Holy Spirit, leads us a different
way, a selfless way. And when we accept whatever that may look like, at
whatever the cost, we find deeper meaning and purpose in these moments that add
up to our life...
Because
through the gift of the Spirit, we can always find joy in the mess.
So
let us not forget “the gift “ as we walk this broken road full of potholes and
muddy puddles. And let us not just play it safe and dodge the obstacles of
life.
But
may we jump in where the Spirit leads! May we allow him to guide and counsel us
into the messes we were purposed to bring love, deliverance and joy through.
- Theresa Miller, MOPS Mom
Theresa is a wife and mother of four children (3, 5, 7, and 9), who are embarking on their first year of homeschooling. Theresa has been involved in Sheridan MOPS for the last 9 ½ years, serving in multiple leadership positions, including Day MOPS Coordinator in 2007-2008. She took one year off, then started the Sheridan Evening MOPS group in September 2009. Theresa has published an article with MOPS International MOMSnext Ezine, in addition to other on-line publications. You can find Theresa encouraging mothers on her blog, Heavenly Glimpses.
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience,
kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such
things there is no law. Galatians 5:22-23
- Theresa Miller, MOPS Mom
Theresa is a wife and mother of four children (3, 5, 7, and 9), who are embarking on their first year of homeschooling. Theresa has been involved in Sheridan MOPS for the last 9 ½ years, serving in multiple leadership positions, including Day MOPS Coordinator in 2007-2008. She took one year off, then started the Sheridan Evening MOPS group in September 2009. Theresa has published an article with MOPS International MOMSnext Ezine, in addition to other on-line publications. You can find Theresa encouraging mothers on her blog, Heavenly Glimpses.
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