Waking up this morning, forcing my eye's shut, knowing that once I would open them I would see what resembles a third world country, or at least what looks like one from how messy it is. A scripture came to mind, you know the one about wars and rumors of wars... which got me thinking about all the signs of the times...and how much they relate to the home front. Every morning I wake up I hear the wars (children fighting) and rumors of such events( how so and so is touching so and so). The floods happen with every bath time and every time the kids decide to help them self's to their own drinks, or the multiple of time my kids have peed in there pant and on the floor . The earth quake happens every time I overload the washing machine (which for some reason is every single time) and it feels like my ceiling is going to collapse in. Pestilence is happening in my garage with an abundance of mice. Famine (according to my children) happens every 20 min. My husband proclaims that every his heart will fail him if I do not bring him lunch to work. Moons turning red, could very well be how badly I want to make my children's "moons" red. Any one can experience three days of void of light just by taking in the stench my house puts off. My kids will tell you that the destruction of all man kind happens at least three times a day when that really special moments happen... you know the moment where I lower my voice so deep that the walls shake, and my eyes have the look of " IF ANYONE MOVES ONE MORE INCH YOUR ALL DEAD" gleam in them.
After processing this over bearing thought, the next thought that came to mind was the thought of "well, when does Christ come than?"
The answer came as sweet as anything ever could... " As soon as you let him in Dear"
An excitement and joy instantly filled me! It wasn't peace, but fulfillment, it wasn't tears of joy, but shouts of an warrior!!! For I am in a war... and the signs of the times do surround me and my family in multiple ways, but we have the greatest General on our side! Our Lord Jesus Christ! He is commanding me, and my little band of warriors through every day of battle. And the moment I allow my Generals guidance to rule my home life, the moment I accept his commands....That is the moment there is peace, that is the moment love fills my heart, and my children can know me as Mother. As in my life out side of the home, and I am watching for my saviors return, because how will I truly know him as he returns, if I don't recognize his words now.
WARRIOR MOMMY!
