eternal impact

“God designed motherhood to be a deeply meaningful role. We mothers have the opportunity to influence eternity by building a spiritual legacy in the lives of our children.”

Sally Clarkson

Seconds after my third child was born a nurse gently laid his wet body on my chest. My eyes burned from tears and sweat. His body shivered from leaving the womb and entering a cold sterile room with bright lights overhead. 

In spite of all the commotion and distraction buzzing around, his eyes were fixed on me. Laughter and excitement resonated from family members, but this small new bundle of joy was still transfixed on my every whispered word.

I’ll never forget that moment. Even though it was gone as quickly as it came, I still have the full attention of three little ones. My daughter and sons continually watch me. They watch to see how I treat people, how I react when pressed, what makes me laugh and what brings tears to my eyes.

I carry a strong weight of influence. I am either leading them closer to Christ or further away. I’m making Him the center focus of our life or a weekly tradition that we dress up for on Sunday mornings.

I haven’t been called to share the gospel to stadiums of women or children or teenagers. But I have been called to change diapers, wipe hands, spray on  sunblock and read to three incredible blessings.  And through those simple tasks, I have the opportunity to influence eternity.


tuesdays unwrapped at cats


Today I won’t dress for success. I won’t argue a landmark case in front of a jury or a judge. I won’t be the deciding vote in a multimillion dollar business deal. I won’t find the cure for cancer or any other miserable diseases. I won’t pen the next great American novel.  

But I’ll likely cut the crust off a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I’ll tell an 11 year old I think she’s beautiful, just the way God made her. I’ll watch a little boy skillfully glide on a skateboard. I’ll applaud a baby for rolling a plastic car across the floor with his perfect, chubby hands. I’ll defrost chicken for dinner. I’ll probably have to make another trip to the grocery store. I’ll kiss my husband.

And though my day consists of simple, ordinary things; I’ll cherish every moment.  

tuesdays unwrapped at cats


Sometimes I want

I want more house, more flowers outside, more time for myself, more shoes. But when the spotlight of my life is centered on what I don’t have, I lose sight of what I’ve been given: a godly husband, three chatty healthy children, an old Land Rover with an odometer that keeps on rolling. So, I may get more and I may not, but today I’m going to appreciate what I have.