Today during our family day at the museum, I overheard a dialogue between a mother and her son. He had been playing in the play area for a while with Grace, and then his mother told him it was time to go. As with most children being gently peeled away from their beloved playtime, it came with resistance. “I don’t want to leave!” he said sadly. With sympathy yet expectancy, his mother responded,
“Mom!! Pleeeaasse take me to see a potter!”
For several weeks now, Grace as been begging me to find a pottery store where she can watch a potter throw clay & make pottery. She watched a few videos on YouTube, but she wanted to see it up close with her own eyes! It all started with our weekly bible study, and this particular week we were learning about story of the potter & the clay from Jeremiah 17.
Right now, I'm in my early thirties and learning the ins and outs of this thing called "working mom." I easily doubt myself and often fight the temptation to put my joy on hold for a season to come instead of enjoying the now.
Yet in the midst of every changing season, I have a promise from scripture that reminds me of a Savior Who will never change...
Ever since I was in college I have been posting scriptures all throughout my living space. It began as a necessity when I was struggling through a difficult season of my life where the negative thoughts in my mind were so troubling that I had to physically surround myself with the Word in order to make it through each day. I remember friends and acquaintances coming into my dorm and saying, "What's up with the scriptures all over the walls?" I would try to explain to them my reasonings but they usually just shrugged their shoulders or laughed a little to themselves. Nevertheless, I kept myself surrounded by the Word of God and always knew where to turn when I was going through a personal battle in my life.