"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven"
There are so many times that I want to be more; to do more. I want to make clothes for my kids, I want to volunteer here or there, I want a cleaner house. At the end of a long day when I feel like I've accomplished nothing, the above scripture plays repeatedly over in my head.
I have to make a conscious effort to remind myself that to everything there is a season, and the season I'm in right now is entirely focused on two little boys who need my constant attention to teach, nurture and love them. When I am able to keep this in mind, at the end of a long day, when I look at my two little angels sleeping in their beds, I realize I accomplished more than I ever thought possible.
I know that I have done enough when my little boy whispers "I love you mommy" no matter what else I have done that day.
One day, my season will change. My little boy will no longer want me to carry him everywhere. My children will not want me to just sit and cuddle with them. I will have time to do everything else. For now, this is my season, and this is my purpose.