A blessed mother's day

I felt so loved an honored yesterday! After sleeping in, I was greeted with breakfast in bed made by the sweetest hubby, with the best french toast ever, eggs just like I like them, a chocolate covered strawberry and lots of home-made cards and wonderful gifts from my kids. Many days I truly feel like a success as a mother. I feel so lucky to have this job and I'll look at my children and think...it's so worth it...I am doing my job well. But a short day later, I will swear I am the biggest failure...why on earth did the Lord give me six children!?! lol

I have had a very emotional trying week where the enemy of our souls attacked and attacked. And while I knew what was happening, I had a very hard time calling it what it was and succumbed to a pity party. I am laughing out loud right now thinking of how many things went wrong in the last two weeks, from mistakes I made to unfortunate happenings that melded together to form stress overload! I was even angry at God for the first time since my mother died in 1997 shortly after Chad and I married.

Oh how I missed her this weekend. I want so badly for her to know her grandkids, to see that I turned out okay and just for her to know I love her. It aches! But seeing the love my children and husband have for me, made everything alright. God is good, I know this. How dare I accept the blessings and not the hard times! I know whenever I feel the moving of the spirit at retreats and I am closer than ever to my God, Satan will attack. It's always happened in the past. But the combination of many different issues at once made for a trying of my faith this week. God is victorious in our home today. And I will praise Him ... no . matter . what .