My glory story

I’m having the hardest time putting into words the things that are happening in my heart. It’s been an amazing journey the past few months but how to share…?

This morning I read Ephesians 3:20:

Now glory be to God! By his mighty power at work within us, he is able to accomplish infinitely more than we would ever dare to ask or hope.

And I breath in the goodness of this. Deep breaths in the midst of life. Broken life that is sometimes overwhelming. And I think of mothering and how it is so much of a desperate emptying of ourselves and we are so in need of filling up again. Over and over again.

Here I am now with hands wide open to the gifts that I have been given to steward. The good, the bad, the ugly and the beautiful. My heart is changed. New. I see things {mothering} differently than ever before and I joy in it. Joy in it! And why wouldn’t I when the God who loves me so desperately tells me He is able to do “infinitely more” that I could ask?

Oh God, give me strength. Let me see with eyes like yours. Let the true things matter and insignificant things fade away. Let me hold to your promises and let go of a lifetime of lies. Take pride and shame and any other god and smash it because of your deep love for me. Let me worship you with all of me in the truth of who You made me to be.

The truth of who You made me to be.

That is the key. That is what He has been doing inside of me. Not changing me into a different me but rather transforming me into the me I was intended to be from the first moment He thought of me. And it’s pure worship. To be me, to joy in who I am, to delight myself in Him.

This is my glory story and I must find the words to share all of the details with you. I’m convinced that it’s God’s desire for us to live beautiful lives full of rich meaning and abundant joy… even in the hard work of mothering. But let’s set aside how to be good moms for a while and really seek to be good daughters. Not in doing good things but in letting our Heavenly Father do good things in us.