He Sees You

Today I washed and folded laundry. No one applauded.

Today I cleaned the kitchen and all the floors. No one cheered.

Today I made breakfast AND dinner. No one shouted accolades of praise.

Today I picked kids up from school. No one gave me a standing ovation.

Today I did office work for our business. No one patted my back.

Today I comforted teenage girls in their time of emotional distress. No one broadcasted my compassion and patience.

Today I taught my kids to repay evil with good and to love God and love people. No one shouts my name from a stage.

Today I cleaned the litter box and fed all the animals. No one sang a song of glee.

Today I helped with College Algebra, Geometry, Biology, Chemistry and College Writing. No one gave me an “atta, girl.”

Today I paid college apartment rent, auto insurance premiums, and bought the hundredth pair of pointe shoes. Not one person requested an interview to declare my amazing, selfless acts.

Today and every day…day in and day out…I clean, I fold, I wash, I sweep, I comfort, I cook, I love, I give.

Today and every day…day in and day out…I care for and keep human beings alive and thriving.

Where’s my praise? Where’s my public display of adoration? Where’s my grand gesture of thanks?

Nothing but silence.

Then I hear my Father say, “I love you immensely, I think about you all the time, and I see you and know who you are, where you are. When you do all these tasks that seem to go unnoticed, I see. You are not doing these things for others, but for Me. Well done, my daughter. Thank you for caring for who I have given you, with what I have given you.”

Mothers, wives, grandmothers…don’t give up, don’t be discouraged. You are loved and appreciated by your Creator. Keep doing what you do as unto the Lord. The Father delights in you as you bathe your baby and wash those dishes. God rejoices over you as you teach your children about His Son. His banner over you is pure love as you tenderly care for and support your family. He rewards you in special ways that touch only your heart.

Let David’s words from Psalm 139 be your prayer and song each day.

You have searched me, Lord, and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.
You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.

Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.
If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.

For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body; all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand—when I awake, I am still with you

Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

I’m Just a Regular Girl!

Lily is my oldest daughter. As a baby, she could have “dethroned” the Gerber baby. Seriously…I’m not just saying that because I’m her mother, it’s a true fact. Her big, beautiful blue eyes, chubby cheeks, and her sweet, comical dispostion melted everyone’s heart… that is until Miss Lily wouldn’t get her way….One day when Lily was probably about 3 years old, I arrived at my parent’s house to retrieve my adorable offspring. *Side note…my mother was my salvation in those early years. I had my kids 13 months apart and then again at 23 months apart…crazy for sure! But I’m so happy for it now that they’re older.* Anyway…Grandma’s house is like fun central to my kids. They L-O-V-E, LOVE going to Grandma’s house and they H-A-T-E, HATE leaving Grandma’s house. So this day in particular, it was Lily’s turn to throw the departing temper tantrum. I had to carry her SCREAMING and crying into the car, literally wrestle her into her car seat and buckle her in. Anyone who’s ever experienced this kind of wailing, spitting, snotty, sweaty, exhausting workout can sympathize with me. No wonder I was in such great shape then! So…the entire time I’m having the WWE smackdown with my little “angel,” my dad, PapPap is standing by, offering “words of comfort and encouragement” to Lily. When I have her buckled in and nearly settled down, PapPap says, “Lily, princesses don’t act like that and you’re a princess, aren’t you?” Quick-thinking Lily answers, “No, PapPap…I’m not a princess, I’m just a regular girl,” as she wiped her snotty nose and streaming eyes all in one swoop. We all laughed and thought that was soooo funny. I have never forgotten those words that my baby girl spoke in her sweet innocence that day. Some days, I feel that way too…

Some days I am that screaming, snotty little girl…I’m tired and crabby, not feeling like going anywhere with anyone or doing anything. I just want to crawl up in my comfy bed with my fuzzy brown blankie and shut the world out…ignore the responsibilities of being a wife, mother, and friend. Each time, my Father grabs a hold of my heart and my mind and nudges me into the next event or chapter in my life. He lovingly says to me, “Daughter, Princess, why are you acting like this? I am here with you and you don’t need to worry or be afraid. I will give you the strength and patience and motivation that you need.” I argue with Him sometimes saying, “But I’m not able to do all this. I’m not good enough, I’m not equipped. I don’t have the energy or resources within myself to accomplish all of this…I’m no Proverbs 31 woman, no superwoman…I’m just Susie, a regular girl.” But then He reminds me in His Word: (I like to insert my own name into the Scriptures to make it more personal)

But now, thus says the Lord, who created you, O Susie,

And He who formed you, O Susie:

“Fear not, for I have redeemed you;

I have called you by your name;

You are Mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;

And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you.

When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned,

Nor shall the flame scorch you. For I am the Lord your God,

The Holy One of Israel, your Savior; (Isaiah 43)

And, Susie, do not grow weary while doing good, for in due season you shall reap if you do not lose heart. (Galatians 6:9)

With that, this “regular girl” transforms into the Princess He insists that I am. I brush my teeth, comb my hair, put a little makeup on and get about to doing my Father’s business. There is work to be done!