No Higher Calling

I apologize for never writing anymore. I feel awful about it. I just don't feel like I have the time anymore though. Jo is crawling now, so that means I turn around for ten seconds and then she starts chewing on speaker cords. Right now she is digging in my pile of new books. . . hang on a second . . . . . . okay, now she is digging in her own books, which isn't as bad. And now she is back digging in mine, and Jordan is dragging her away by one leg, and she is screaming, and now Jordan is reorganizing all the books and placing them ontop of his piano out of her reach. And now Jo is digging in his piano music. And now Jordan is trying to deal with that . . .

I really like when Jordan is home from work. He is probably the most helpful husband there is. We have a rule that once he gets home I don't have to change anymore diapers. It is wonderful. Except Jo usually goes number two in the mornings, so I still get the worst of it. Lame!

Parenthood is like nothing else. No matter how naughty she is, how much of a mess she makes, or how loud she screams when I put her socks on, I never lover her any less. Everything she does is simply magnificent - even the things I would rather she not do. Jordan is trying to read her a book right now and she keeps on turning the pages back and forth and drooling all over them. It isn't going well, at all, but it is bonding time and I am having a blast watching them struggle. Hahahaha, Jo just untied Jordan's slippers - he looks so hurt.

Being Jo's mother has taught me more about my Heavenly Father than any other experience. I know that He loves me more than I could ever love my Jo - which is simply unfathomable. But I also know that no matter what I do, no matter how awful the mess I make, or how much I disobey his instruction, He perfectly loves me. That is such a comfort to know. I find so much peace in the reassurance I have of God's love. Nothing is more eternal or more powerful than this. When I think about it, I posssess the greatest gift of all existence.

I am so very grateful to be who I am, to be where I am, and to be blessed with what I have. I know this has come from a deeper understanding of God's love for me and the purposeful life He has laid out for me. Even if I never make the New York Time's Bestseller List, or I never find the cure for cancer, my life has tremendous meaning. And that is because I am a mother.

There is no higher calling. I have been charged with the duty to lead one of God's children back to His presence. I am so honored to have this amazing title. It is so scary but also so fulfilling. I am grateful to know that no matter what the personal situation, every woman has been promised the opportunity to be a mother, as long as they keep God's commands.

Being a mother is greater than anything! And now I have to go deal with my charge - she is throwing washcloths all over the livingroom and I think her father has given up on her. : )

P.S. Jordan just asked Jo, "Why do you only do things I tell you not to do?"

I LOVE IT!!