Focus Verse: Psalm 100
This picture tells a great story. That smear in the upper left hand corner? That is from my son cleaning the mirror. Which means he grabbed the nearest thing resembling a cleaning cloth, like a tissue or cotton ball, wet it in the sink and swiped at the mirror a few times. But I could be wrong.
Those grey roots? They’ve been there since I was 30. Definitely not wrong about that.
Her brown roots? A big mom mistake in letting my 14-year-old color her hair because she was dying (no pun intended) to go back to her baby blond hair. And then a coloring accident. There’s a story there, but not today.
My football mom shirt? Yeah, boom. You know who you are. Football Moms rock. And not sure if you can quite see it, but half the eyeliner has melted onto my brow bone.
These are just a few things that capture one moment as a mom. One moment during a time I should have been doing something else. Like cleaning, laundry, preparing a meal or writing. But, I’m having a moment. A moment with my teen daughter.
“This is the day that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it!” – Psalm 118:24
There was just a moment when my fourteen-year-old girl said, “Mom, can I do your hair?” And in that moment, I said, “Yes”. I didn’t say, “um, yeah, sure, but can we do it later?” or “wait until after…” or “OK, but only for a minute”. I just said, “yes”. And I let my Yes be Yes, with no qualifiers, addendums or quid pro quo. God is opening my eyes to just how much I use those.
And the result of my yes is what you can’t see in the picture. What you can’t see is that we are jamming out to a song she probably should not be listening to, she’s telling me about fair week coming up and all her plans and her new school schedule. She wanted to spend time with me.And God hold me accountable if I become prideful, but I am so very thankful that my fourteen-year-old wants to spend time with me. I am positively giddy about it.
What you also can’t see is that the sink is COVERED in things like charcoal face cleanser globs, used cotton swabs, fruit snack wrappers, a school ID from 3 years ago and a sock. We will pretend it’s a clean sock.
And while I could brandish myself with verses about idle hands and those unwilling to work, I also say, “the Lord is good and his love endures forever” which is from one of my absolute favorite Psalms, Psalm 100. Here is verse 5:
For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations.
Because, you see, He always stands for what is good. And his promise to me is that the momentary messes do not overshadow the moments that will endure forever.
I pray every morning that God gives me a chance to make a difference in someone’s life each day. Even if just in a small way, with a smile or a coffee. But how many days has God answered my prayers by giving me those closest to me to bless? And how many times did I respond with “Can it wait until after dinner?” Or even just an exhausted sigh, with a non-committal, “sure, honey.”
And so, I call on God who can change me from the inside out, God who can open my eyes and help me seek his righteousness and not my own. And praise Him who sees past my own righteousness and measures the love in my heart instead. Because in that moment, while we were singing off key and talking about this new boyfriend, I just kept repeating, “Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Jesus” because I was so grateful for the moment. And I was so grateful to have my eyes opened. Because, in that moment, she was blessing me.
It is her birthday weekend and I will no longer be able to say, “my fourteen-year-old”. And this new year will bring about dress shopping for homecoming, driver permits and dating challenges . We will talk about school and the obstacles that go with it so we can pray about it.
And every now and then, we'll clean the bathroom.
Oh moms, (and dads!) please join me in this prayer: Father, open my eyes to the answered prayers so I can see the blessings right in front of me. Teach me when to say yes and when to say no and how to bring each for your glory. Help me to find my moments and give you praise for each of them. I lift those moments up so they may be lived for you. Weigh and measure our hearts and filter out what does not belong, what is not your will and fill in the cracks with your love that endures all generations. In Jesus’ name, Amen!