We are loving our little guy!
I am constantly learning new things about myself and about God. I am learning that my husband is even more amazing than I knew.
Overall, I am so thankful. Daily, it can be easy to lose sight of the bigger picture and to get frustrated by the small things that don't seem to be going perfectly. But occasionally I'm able to take a step back and remember that these are the precious times... the "good old days" that I will look back on and miss.
I see now it was not a coincidence I read Amy Carmichael's biography, A Chance to Die, the week before Caedmon was born. Besides being an incredibly inspiring story, there are constant reminders throughout that seemingly mundane "motherwork" can always be an offering to the Lord, and no matter how small or "unspiritual" a task seems, it can always be done for His glory.
Amy never had any children of her own (nor was she ever married), but she became a mother to hundreds of orphans in India where she served as a missionary for over 50 years, during which time she never returned home to England. She sacrificed her entire life, and counted it as joy.
These quotes from the book have been encouraging me this week:
[Amy and the other workers] were learning that if the Lord of Glory took a towel and knelt on the floor to wash the dusty feet of His disciples (the job of the lowest slave in the Eastern household), then no work, even the relentless and often messy routine of caring for squalling babies, is demeaning. To offer it up to the Lord transforms it into a holy task.
“Could it be right,” Amy had asked, “to turn from so much that might be of profit and become just nursemaids?” The answer was yes.
It is not the business of a servant to decide which work is great, which is small, which important or unimportant- he is not greater than his master.
[A fellow worker] had learned from Amy that “motherwork,” like any other honest labor, is God’s work- not to be despised, but offered up to Him…. “nothing less than to walk with God all day long”. The nature of the work itself made no difference whatever.
"There are joys that are unearthly in their power and their sweetness."