Once a month my church has a meeting for mothers called “Christian Mothers”. We go to mass, we go to the front of the church to pray after mass, we go downstairs for a snack-y breakfast, and we go sit and listen to someone talk to us. I really like this group.
This morning was a couple that had six kids, I believe all of the kids are adults now. And they talked about a lot of things. Two things stuck out to me the most though.
One was that they pray the morning offering every day because starting your day in that way sets the tone for the day. I think that is so true. It’s kind of the same idea as starting your day with eggs and vegetables instead of pancakes. The whole day takes on a different direction based on how you begin.
The second thing that stuck out to me was what they said about living your vocation. They said there are three vocations – married, single, and religious (sister/nun/priest). And we have to live our vocation with love.
I came home from Christian Mothers filled with love…… to a disaster of a house. The girls had the whole table covered with markers and poster board (school project) and the husband was working in the kitchen so there was dust and tools everywhere. Again. I was crabby. I yelled. I was mean.
Finally I decided to go for a run. I missed my normal (early) morning run because I had made the choice to sleep in after Luisa was up from 12-4 am off and on (mostly on). I ran four miles. They were slow. It didn’t feel good a lot of the time. It was so good for me though. During my last mile I thought to myself these thoughts – “This is the life you have chosen, the life you have been called to. You wanted this house, this city, these children, this husband. So start acting like it.“
I got home with a change in attitude.