Well MIC mamas, we’re creeping up to the summertime! Yahoo! Right? Right? For those of you who came to our SUMMER KICKOFF w/Kym Carter – “Bravo!”. If you’re like me, then you feel encouraged and a little more readyish to make this the summer they always remember…and I always remember, too (for good reasons, that is).
Whether you made it that night or not, I’ve got good news for you! For the next few weeks we’re going to post lil tidbits from Kym’s talk. We’d LOVE to hear from YOU GIRLS, too. Leave us a comment here or on FB about how you’re implementing some of the ideas Kym gave us. Or, give us some new thoughts. Remember, your mother always taught you to share. Share w/us!
So, for me (Kris), here was one point I seeped in like crazy…let me know your thoughts.
LASTS.
Holy moly.
Kym brought up the fact that – as moms – we focus on so many “firsts”: first steps, first tooth, first day of school, first girlfriend (yikes). But how often do we stop and realize that there are just as many “lasts”. The last time you’ll feed him a bottle in the middle of the night. The last time she’ll ask to play Candyland with you. The last time they’ll play pretend games or watch Max n Ruby together. The last time he’ll hug you in front of his friends. The last time she’ll want you to come eat lunch at school with her.
Lasts.
I felt overwhelmed with a real sense that THIS is going to be the summer that I unplug more…skip out on camps more…ignore the pressures and just be with them. Be with them the way they want to be with me. In the sprinklers. Hiking the trail. Playing games. Teaching them the greatness of card games (yes…another lost art and a blog in itself). Swimming with them and not just watching. I want to be intentional with my crew. They are the most important blessings God has gifted me with…and where do I place the majority of my efforts? If I even have to THINK on that…then I’m not doing it right.
Girls – well, all parents, really – our #1 ministry (or if you like churchy words – “calling”) is in our homes. If we are short-changing them at home, then we are failing.
I don’t want to miss my chances to be the mom God intended for me to be bc I’m too busy…or bc I’m falling into the trap of suburbia-peer-pressure. I don’t want to miss the beauty of the lasts.
As I type this – with mounds of laundry waiting to be folded I’m listening to some great music/lyrics – and these just came on and blew my mind. Perfect stuff.
I Just Realized by Matt Wertz
Slippin out the window, lazy cotton breeze
Sittin on the front porch, you are next to me
Hear the leaves clappin, buzzin of a bee
Sun is summer glowin, its like a symphony
And I just realized what you mean to me
And I just realized what you mean to me
Dang…its time to focus on my lil people and not miss the good stuff. I hope you’ll do the same with me this summer. He gave me this gift – to be a mom to this crazy kids. I don’t want to miss it…
