Last night at rehearsal was a blast! I love acting and being around creative people no matter what kind of Godly creativeness. I have been so thankful for the oppurtunity just to do something I enjoy and share God's love while doing it. That is a true blessing and privilige. When I'm acting or dancing I feel like I am breathing. I'm doing what I was born to do. It's hard somtimes on Tuesdays to pull myself back into my present calling to mother my children and take care of our home. Although there is tons of fun to be had at home as well, it is good to have a break from the normal routine.
I'm trying to learn to be patient. I have a vision and desire to create a ministry with performing arts but right now I have a ministry in front of me. To minister to my children and my husband.
But every monday night at rehearsal I get to be me without the kids and do something I love to do. I'm learning so much from the people in the show by Antwane Demarco. (For those of you that don't know-it's a teen pregnancy prevention play called "Brenda and Q Gotta Baby.")
I struggle with being patient. Many mothers tell me to enjoy my time with the kids becuase it goes fast. And I know they are right. Hadessa is 5 now and it's been a blink of an eye. But I do have my daydreams of when all the kids are in school all day and I can do more creative writing without interruptions. I'll recapture my youth and youthful body. Girdle? Not me! No I'll be free...that is until 3:30pm. And that's okay because it's only 4 hours until bed time! But then I remember that in the midst of all the constant toddler to preschool chaos I'm in right now-God is there. He knows me and loves me. He has not forgotten me even though I have forgotten myself. He will give me wisdom to raise my children and He will supply the patience to ENJOY everything that goes along with staying at home with the kids. Because when it comes down to it, the more I can have quiet time with Jesus the more He helps me to find joy in the night time awakenings and humor in the attempts of Hadessa to help with the dishes or Micaiah trying to change his own diaper, or Selah playing beauty shop on my hair-Again. Yesterday I pulled out Selah's old baby blanket. The one I brought her home from the hospital in and my heart ached for the quiet cuddly times of nursing her. And I remembed with those other mothers told me about enjoying the time at home with them becuase it goes by fast. I hope that with God's help I can remember that every day.
