As promised, we are priviledged to have guest blogger, Laura Kelley from Pitter Patter Art with us today! Special thanks, Laura for sharing with us!
I've got a new favorite jam in Flo Rida's My House song. Suggestion: Don't watch the video with your 4-year-old peering over your shoulder. It's not the most appropriate of content..his house consists of things like liquor and scantily clad ladies dancing on tables and body shots :) When it comes on the radio though I turn it all the way up and our van is bumpin'. It's crazy catchy and has my ear immediately.
Welcome to my house Play that music too loud Show me what you do now We don't have to go out Welcome to my house
Show me what you do now. I sing that line the loudest. It's my favorite. It reminds me we all have something to show...we all have something to give...we all have something to offer to others...we all have personal gifts and abilities. It reminds me comparison is the worst kind of game between people, but especially mothers and women in general.
I listened as a friend of mine talked about the head game she plays against herself. I immediately could relate because I do the same just in different areas. I get in my own head and then convince myself I don't quite measure up...I'm not quite good enough...I don't really have anything to offer...and even if I did so-and-so does it way better...chasing after perfection and trying to be the best which is quite unatainable. I look at other mothers and ladies lives and think "I want the plan God has for her." Satan loves every bit of this. He loves the lies which I let take over my heart and head some days. And yet I know this: I am surrounded by amazing mommas and women who do their thing well. We are all so different...not one of us gifted the same...not one of us fully parenting the same...not one of living the same life...and yet we compare and tear ourselves down and sometimes each other. What I love is seeing other moms and women in my life showing out what they do best...using their personal gifts and talents and abilities to glorify God. What I want is for us to lift each other high...be each other's personal cheerleaders because being a mom and women in general is hard...we need each other.
This year I have had one constant prayer to God...God I want the plan You have for me and only that plan. I don't want anyone else's...I don't want anyone else's life...I want exactly what You have designed me for and only what You designed me for. Use me and change me and allow me to bring Your name honor and glory. Allow me to trust Your plan and the abilities you've given me and allow me to see the worth and value in them and myself.
We each have so much to offer and I want to see it. I want to watch all these amazing women around me do their thing. Show me what you do now.
My mom was a banker. I'm terrible with numbers. She was great at communicating with her customers and making them feel crazy special. She baked bread and other treats to share with those around her. She was a prayer warrior. She parented quite differently than most of my friends' parents and yet, she stayed the course always being kind and welcoming and open and honest.
My friend Chelsea is a working momma and cleaned my teeth recently. It was the first time I had seen her at work. I sat there anxiously sweating because I have major dental anxiety, but she just did her thing. She chatted about life and asked me questions and got my mind off my crazy anxiety. I loved watching her do what she does. I'll never be Chelsea...no one needs me poking and prodding in their mouths and trying to figure out how to use an X-ray machine.
My friend Marcie is a teacher, but she's also a clearheaded leader. I get easily frazzled and don't always think things completely through. I "lead" our Swaziland trips, but yet run most things by Marcie too because she's a thinker and I want to take full advantage of her gift...she thinks of things I never would. I need her help and assistance...two heads are way better than one...especially when my brain is a bit one tracked.
My friend Ashley is in the medical field. Do you know how I would handle a medical emergency?!?!? Like a crazy person. I almost pass out when I cut my hand on a can of black beans. Ashley is calm, cool and collective...no nonsense. She helps save lives...literally...and then goes home and is a wife, momma, friend, helper, volunteer and so on. I usually run medical questions by her because she has the knowledge and know how...she has great wisdom in this area...and I have none.
My sister-in-law Katy stays home and has a cookie business. She wrangles kiddos and bakes up sugar cookies. She burns late nights decorating and icing and adding special details to cookies to help others celebrate their special occasions and holidays. Have you ever decorated a detailed piece of cookie art...oh man, the time and patience...and I am so lacking, but Katy does it so well.
My friend Courtney is going hard at 5am every morning...prepping lunches and kiddos for their day. Getting everyone where they need to be and then off to her job while her hubs is off to classes so he can finish his degree. She works so hard and balances so many plates all for her family...those three other people who count on her...and she counts on them. Even in the busiest of seasons she's still one of the most thoughtful people I know...she sends cards and little gifts and kind texts. It makes me tired just thinking about all the plates she spins in one day.
Me, I stay home and run this tiny small business of mine. I mother these 5 kiddos and foster mom like it's my job...meetings, appointments and paperwork. I bake cookies and paint pictures and fill pickle jars with flowers. I send mail. It's what I do. It's different again than these other mommas and women in my life...each lady carrying so much on her shoulders and doing her thing.
I could seriously go on and on about so many amazing women in my life...my friend Ashley who works in a therapists office and is a Noonday Ambassador. My friend Miranda who stays home with her kiddos and helps her husband run a ministry. My friend Jess who is seriously the most amazing business women and hard worker I know. My cousin Rebecca who just birthed her 5th baby and sells oils. This post could quite possibly never cease to end...so so many women who the world needs to hear about, but here's what ties us all together....we're women. We're strong. We're capable. We each have gifts and talents and abilities God has gifted us with...none the same, but all equally equipped. And He wants to use us and for us to cheer each other on. So this Mother's Day let's not only celebrate the incredible mommas in our lives, but the incredible women in our lives. Let's celebrate what we each do so well and lift each other up so high. In the words of the wise Flo Rida :) Show me what you do now...because I totally want to see it.