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My Favorite Job

As a child, when I was asked what I wanted to be when I grew-up, I would usually say “I want to be a mommy.”  Or a “cash register”–meaning I wanted to be a cashier.   🙂

For as long as I can remember, I just wanted to have my own family and my own babies and to take care of them. That desire was always there….but it got repressed.

When I was in high school, I got a piece of mail that advertised adoption.  The letter informed me that “age wasn’t a problem”.  (Of course, they meant that you could adopt even if you were older).   I took it to mean that I could adopt while I was in high school.   Ask my mom–I had it all worked out.  I was going to adopt a baby (while I was in high school).

I was soooooo upset at her that she wouldn’t even consider it.

Yes, I was that child.  I loved kids, especially babies.

I was so happy when my first nephew arrived.  I couldn’t wait until I had my own.

However, I also realized that children came with a husband and, after a few rocky relationships, I decided I would just be family-less.  Thus, that desire got pushed down farther and farther.

Those growing-up years were really full.  I volunteered at the library, was a Candy Stripper at the local hospital and worked as a shampoo girl at a hair salon.  I played violin in a county orchestra.  I had TONS OF FRIENDS, lots of parties.   I went to college, working as a telemarketer (don’t hold that against me) and as a secretary for that college.  I went to Europe three times and spent one summer in Africa.  I coordinated a ministry team that traveled around the States.  I counseled teenagers at a Christian camp four different summers and then, after graduation, became a school teacher.  Really, I had a FULL life.

During that whole time, my parents prayed for me.  They prayed that I would find a friend whom I could love as my future husband.  They prayed for that family I had shut out of my mind and heart.

To cut the story short, my husband and I met, were friends for three years before we knew we were mIMG_3257eant for each other, got married, had baby #1 two years later and then, another two years later, had baby #2.

That was a lot of introduction to say this:  In all my years, in all my jobs, in all the craziness of my life, I have NEVER had such an amazing job.  I LOVE being a mommy.  THIS is my favorite job.

I love that God gave me my two favorite kids to be MY KIDS.

I love the funny conversations my son and I have.

I love the giggles and kisses I get from my daughter.

I love coloring with my son.

I love to tickle his belly.IMG_1440 - Copy

I love stomping in puddles with my boy when it rains.

I love making my daughter giggle.

I love the way my daughter chatters.

I love dressing my daughter up in bows and frills.

I love our walks.

I love the way our family hangs out together.

I love mommy-hood!IMG_3267

I’m sure it helps that I have an absolutely amazing husband who is also called “Daddy”

I don’t know where you are in life, but I want to encourage you to think about something.  God created most of us to be help-meets, to be wives and mothers.  There is no 2nd place or shame in that.  Don’t let the world tell you that.  We are our sons’ first love.  We are our daughters’ first best-friend. We have the best job out there. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

Is it easy?  No.

Is it the hardest job I’ve ever had?  Yes, probably.

Is it sooo worth it? YES!

Let my husband handle the workplace, the drama and stress.  Give me the little fingers and toes.  Give me the giggles and hugs. We are creating the next generation. What a privilege!

Give me mommy-hood because the best bonuses come in X’s and O’s.

Rejoicing,

Joy T.

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A Glimpse of the Father’s Love

Have you ever spent the day correcting your child, getting frustrated because you have told them a million times not to do something? You may have even said, “This can hurt you!”, yet they still do it, over and over and over again? I have, so many times! A little over a year ago, I started having difficulty with Lauren. (I think she entered her terrible two’s a little early, although these twos are definitely “terrible.”) It seemed that all day long she would disobey, get into trouble, and get upset with me.

One day I was reading about the nation of Israel. They just kept turning away from the Lord and getting into trouble, but all the Lord wanted was their heart! This is exactly how we are as Christians! We get our eyes off of the Lord, get into trouble, sometimes we even get upset with the Lord about it all.  In those times, the devil tells us that the Lord doesn’t want anything to do with us. He is SO good at deceiving us!

Now go back to when your child has been disobeying over and over again. If that child were to run up to you and want to hug you, maybe even ask forgiveness if they are old enough to understand, would you turn your back? Would you say, “I’m sorry, I want nothing to do with you, you rotten thing!” NO! (At least I hope not!) You would wrap your arms around them as tight as you could and embrace them with every part of your being! It completely melts my heart when Lauren wants to give me a hug or cuddle with me.

That, my friend, is a glimpse…just a glimpse of our Heavenly Father’s love for us! He is grieved when we don’t obey Him. He sometimes has to correct us.  In spite of our sin, He loves us and wants the very best for our lives. If we feel that way about our children, can you imagine the depth of His love for us?

 “For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” ~Romans 8:38, 39

 Blessings, Sarah Leopper