In Due Season

"And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart." Gal 6:9

      Today my life seems much easier than it did yesterday! Back when the children were all small and the work load was large, I remember kind ladies (like me) :) encouraging me by telling me things such as "just wait" and "it will get easier" and "you've got some good help on the way". I don't know when exactly any of these well-wishes came true but they did!
      I guess I realized it all over again when I came home the other day. I had gone to "work-out" after school. Not in the garden. Not pushing a stroller. Not at a 9 to 5 job, but at an actual "work-out" place. While I was gone, the bread was baked, the house was cleaned (up), groceries were brought in and a few children finished their school work. Once home, I soaked in a hot bath while dinner was made,the table set and firewood hauled in. After dinner, I prepared lessons for the next day, while the dishes were being washed and the kitchen cleaned.  Later,we relaxed and watched a video together (drive through Ancient Greece) :)
      I took stock of how nice this was and am sharing it not to brag in any way, but to simply acknowledge that the ladies were right! And to encourage young Moms who are in the busy and sometimes tired years. Most of all I want to give God the Glory!  
      It's no mistake that we have our babies when we're younger and enjoy the companionship of our children when they get older. We've so much more energy earlier on. It's hard for me to believe that after 27 years:  there are no diapers to change, I (usually) stay in bed all night and in a few months my "baby" will have no more car-seat!!
      My life isn't really any easier though, not really. I have different burdens to bear now...not quite as much physical labor, thus the "working-out" but a lot more to "worry" about. Now, my job is to translate that worry into prayer. 

      The other night I lay awake and thought to myself that I was much like a mother hen, checking her eggs; rolling them over one by one, in my mind, in prayer. They are all over the place; one in Wyoming, one in Utah, one in S.Cal. And that's always changing. Next time I turn around they'll be in different places with different people doing different things. They don't all follow me around the yard anymore...so I must keep track through watching and prayer. How thankful I am for my Heavenly Father who knows all, sees all and is right wherever my children are, always.