If I admit that I love Mondays will you stop reading?

Fine.  I admit it.  I really love Mondays.  I promise I’m *not* a control freak, but weekends just spin out of control.  The house goes crazy, we eat WAY too much sugar, meal planning?  It goes out the window.  We have a lot of fun on the weekends but everything except chaos goes right out the window.

This weekend was NO exception, but boy was it fun! We went to the timber this weekend, our favorite place to be.  We picked wild flowers, caught craw-dads, did some berry picking, and just enjoyed the river, the trees, and the weather.  It was GORGEOUS.  We got up in the morning and got moving so it was still cool while we were out there.

Big Daddy with our Little Girls

Big Daddy with our Little Girls

Look what they caught!

Look what they caught!

Christian's Crawdaddy

Christian's Crawdaddy

Lizzie's Crawdad

Lizzie's Crawdad

Rebecca Hunter Gatherer

Rebecca Hunter Gatherer

Then my batteries died. 😦

But, we had a picnic lunch and all in all, it was such a beautiful day.  Although I’ll admit that we ate EVERY single one of the berries we picked at lunch.  Washed?  Uh, no.  Which means, I’m sure, I got a double dose of protein from bugs.  I’m just refusing to think about it.  But they were good. 🙂  And, thankfully, I’m not very squeamish.

You know I was thinking today about guilt.  I think we allow ourselves to be trapped into guilt.  We should have or we could have or we didn’t… You know, the Mommy things we think of after we did the WRONG thing in real life.  You know what I’m talking about.  Junior drops a glass of honey, the jar breaks and you deal with sticky honey, sticky Junior, and glass all over the newly (always newly) scrubbed floor.  Did you flip out and yell at Junior?  You know you did.  The little stinker had to push the chair to the pantry, shimmy up it like a baby monkey, get it out… It was planned naughtiness.  Did he deserve to get in trouble? Sure.  But the display of anger on your part leads to handling it poorly.

So often we play a part in this scenario.  If we tomato stake our little ones sometimes messes can be avoided.  But if we’re going to be honest, there are times when you’re changing the toddler or nursing the baby and these things DO happen, even if the best run household.  And guilt weighs on us.

On Raising Godly Tomatoes last week someone asked which book of the Bible would you like to memorize?  I was thinking, James.  James is my book of choice.  And many had already memorized various books.  I used to make time to memorize verses.

Coincidentally, my Tapestry of Grace showed up this weekend.  One of the things that Marcia stresses in her introduction is that Tapestry is meant to be a K to Mom education.  We should take the time to maybe read those books we never did in high school, college, or life since.

So, this morning I sat down to start reading and memorizing the book of James.

James 1:2

“Consider it pure joy, my brothers whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance.  Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.  If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him.  But when he asks he must believe and not doubt, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.  That man should not think he will recieve anything from the Lord; he is a double-minded man, unstable in all he does.”

It occurred to me that we, mothers, need to INVEST in ourselves.  There is an intrinsic difference between spending and investing.   The dictionary defines the word spend as the action of disposing of something or exhausting something.  To spend money is to dispose of it….   Compare this to the definition of invest.  Invest means to devote or put something to use for the purpose of profitable returns.

There are those that spend on themselves – they may “dispose of” their day, or money, or their time………

And then there are those that feel guilty over the “investment” of time or money, etc.

Truly, the difference between the two is the heart attitude.  When one invests, it is with the  hope of a return.  For whom?   Ultimately it should be an investment for God.  The training of our children, our health and well-being, what values and beliefs we’re cultivating in our own home.

So I guess today I’d encourage you to make a budget…  A time budget perhaps.  You’re only allotted so much you know.  How will you spend it and for what purpose?  Will you invest in yourself?  Will you invest in your children? Or will you dispose of it?  At the end of the day, it’s all gone.  The only difference between the two is whether or not you hold the hope to get some future return.  And more importantly than just receiving a little interest, who are you investing FOR?

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