Hope

Today, as the wind gusts outside my window, I can smell Spring in the air. Lately I have felt like the big tree in my front yard with its branches being blown in all directions, the trunk creaking and threatening to give out with every gust of wind. But I am grateful that like that tree, I am strongly rooted in my faith and hope of good things to come. 

A few weeks ago while journaling my thoughts, I had the terrible thought that if I wasn’t here, no body would miss me. Sure, my family might miss being fed and having a clean house, but would they truly miss me? This thought was the product of feeling weighed down by the world, stretched to capacity as a mother and a tugging in my heart for the kind of joy and fulfillment that could only be fulfilled by diving deeply into the scriptures and strengthening my relationship with my saviour. 

I’ve had such a desire lately to live life with more purpose. To lay aside the cares of the world and to focus more on my children & my home. While the world tells me that being a mother and homemaker isn’t important, my heart tells me the opposite. 

Recently president Nelson stated that “as you shift your focus away from worldly distractions, some things that seem important to you now will recede in priority.” He also promised that consecrating our life to the Lord will change our perspective and give us spiritual strength. 

In this season, consecrating my life to the Lord means mothering my children and providing them with a loving home. As I keep that perspective I am able to find great joy in the mundane tasks of motherhood because every little thing I do is for His glory. I’m so grateful for the hope I find in my saviour as I anxiously await warm Spring days.