Monday, November 16, 2009

Loving Jesus

For my quiet time in the morning I love to read a good devotion.

I found this site called Manna For Moms and they have great devotions.

This week I thought I would share one of the biggest Tackles of my life, motherhood.

It is the best job and the hardest job.

I found this poem on the Manna site and it really encouraged me in my daily tackle!

I hope this will encourage all you moms out there!


I started my day early,

Before the room was light.

I lifted my son from his crib

And wished it was still night.

But as I held him close and said,

"Hi, Kenneth, precious one,"

I knew that as I greeted him,

I greeted too God's Son.

When my daughter woke up later,

Calling, "Mommy! Mommy! Down!"

I picked her up and hugged her

In her worn Elmo nightgown.

I know she felt the closeness

That a mother's touch affords.

I welcomed not just Ellie,

But so, too, the Lord of Lords.

That day, I mixed some formula

And opened jars of peas.

I fixed some "pizza butter" bread

When she grinned and said, "Pleeeeease."

I heated up some leftovers;

I had to nuke them twice.

And when I fed my children,

I was feeding Jesus Christ.



I made some funny faces,

And "played puzzles" on the floor.

I dressed kitties, ran around outside,

And played with them some more.

We laughed and jumped and tickled,

Making memories to be stored.

When I spent time with my children,

I spent time with my Lord.

I wiped up sticky cereal

And washed the dishes clean.

I straightened, picked up, put away,

And dusted in between.

I did six loads of laundry

And folded it like new.

When I cleaned for my children,

I cleaned for my Savior, too.



When my children were both crying,

I held them in my arms.

I cuddled them and whispered

That I'd keep them safe from harm.

I told them how their Father saved them

With His perfect Lamb.

When I comforted my children,

I comforted I AM.

Later on that evening,

I put them in the bath.

I washed their little bodies

As they kicked around and splashed.

I dried them in soft towels

And put their jammies on.

When I had washed my children's feet,

I'd washed the Holy One.



I cooked and cleaned and rearranged,

Made beds and taught and played.

I made sure that we had food to eat

And that we often prayed.

I died to self. I made a home

From ordinary things.

But when I served my children,

I served the King of Kings.

To some, I have done nothing,

But to two, I've done the world.

I made eternal difference

To my precious boy and girl,

And to the One who watches over

Every pathway that I've trod.

For when I've loved my precious children,

I've loved Almighty God.

— Megan Breedlove


You can find other great tackles over at 5MFM!

8 comments:

  1. That is beautiful! Thanks for sharing.

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  2. That's a great spiritual tackle:-)

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  3. Ah I love it! That goes right along with what God's been teaching me through Proverbs! Thanks Chica!

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  4. What a great tackle and a wonderful poem!

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  5. What a beautiful poem to share with us all Summur!

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  6. What an awesome devotion...it was so touching!!

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  7. So beautiful, Summur! Thanks for sharing this!!

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  8. What a beautiful poem! It's so true that God is right there in everything we do!

    Blessings!
    Deborah

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