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Welcoming God in the Blissful Chaos

Welcoming God in the Blissful Chaos

by Emily Rose Massey

 

In October, my first baby was born.

In February, my second baby was born…

…and by baby, I mean my book.

As I labored with the writing of my book, I was able to spend hours in prayer and worship, asking the Lord exactly what words He wanted me to birth to the world. It was a very spiritual process for me and provided a lot of inner healing. The same held true when I carried my son; I was able to enjoy my quiet-time with Jesus as I proclaimed His Word over my precious promise that grew within my womb. The Lord would give me songs to sing over him and special words of guidance from heaven that filled the pages of my journal.

I was on a spiritual high, fellowshipping with the Lord and studying His Word while receiving deep revelation on a regular basis in the secret place.

Then my first baby was born, and my spiritual high came nose-diving to the ground.

My “quiet-time” is not really quiet anymore; it’s full of…

 

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interruptions and mental distractions.

Naps are quite short and to-do lists are quite long. My days go by in the blink of an eye and I’m left exhausted, only getting the chance to pray “Help me, Lord” in between my book marketing and writing deadlines, laundry loads and diaper “loads.”

I have struggled with my newly defined “quiet-time” and for the past five months, to be honest, I’ve felt like I was the worst Christian in the world!

Knowing very well that my season in life has changed now that I’ve become a mom, I have slowly embraced the fact that my season with the Lord has changed as well. God has gently directed me with my time management and priorities, and I have been able to catch my breath and breathe in His peace once again. He’s given me creative ideas of how I can fit in my daily fellowship in the midst of all my new momma responsibilities and helped me get on track with a Bible reading plan using my smart phone. In our vastly technological world, I’m still a sucker for holding a physical book, but have been grateful for the convenience of holding my very portable gospel in one hand while I work my momma multi-tasking skills with the other.

I’m able to read or listen to the Word or teaching messages as I’m holding my little one, trying to sooth him from his achy gums. The other day, just when I thought my deep times of revelation were long gone, a passage in Mark 9 met this new momma right among the blissful chaos with encouragement:

33 And they [the disciples] arrived at Capernaum; and when [they were] in the house, He [Jesus] asked them, “What were you discussing and arguing about on the road?” 34 But they kept still, for on the road they had discussed and disputed with one another as to who was the greatest.35 And He sat down and called the Twelve [disciples], and He said to them, “If anyone desires to be first, he must be last of all, and servant of all.” 36 And He took a little child and put him in the center of their group; and taking him in [His] arms, He said to them, 37 “Whoever in My name and for My sake accepts and receives and welcomes one such child also accepts and receives and welcomes Me; and whoever so receives Me receives not only Me but Him Who sent Me.” (33-27, AMP)

 

By putting my son and my role as a mom and wife above my desires and my life’s goals, I have been serving Jesus this whole time! And if serving Jesus, worshiping Jesus!

 

And if that wasn’t uplifting enough, Jesus calls out our service as mothers specifically in verses 36-37. When we welcome our children into our lives and make them feel loved and accepted every day, we are also welcoming and accepting God into our lives every day. Jesus compares being the servant of all, a high position in the Kingdom of God, to those who welcome children into their lives. What an honor!

So to all my new mommas out there, if your quiet-time with the Lord doesn’t look like it used to, don’t beat yourself up! You are not a bad Christian! Every time you embrace your child, you are embracing Jesus and even more so, your Heavenly Father who is not going to leave you to raise your child alone!

Father, we welcome you into our blissful chaos as we raise up our children to receive You and accept Your love into their lives so that they may point others to You and Your Kingdom. We are thankful that you give us the privilege of embracing little ones every day. We serve You with all that we are and in everything we do…laundry loads and all. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

 

 

img_1135_0055Emily Rose Massey is the author of Yielded in His Hands (eLectio Publishing, 2015), a true story of a life delivered from the mire and filthy pit and bondage of sexual sin and molded into a vessel for the Lord to flow through to reach others for His Kingdom. She and her husband are both active in many areas of leadership at their church, including worship ministry, drama ministry, prayer ministry, youth ministry, and television ministry.  In addition to teaching and preaching the Word of God, Emily also pours out her passion for the Lord through her songwriting. Her songs spring forth out of a forgiven heart full of thankfulness and devotion unto God. Believing she has been forgiven of much, she loves much, and desires to point others to Christ and His redemptive and transforming power through her gifts in singing, writing, and speaking. When she is not doing those things, she is changing the world one diaper at a time as a stay-at-home momma.
To connect with or learn more about Emily, visit www.emilyrosemassey.com
Instagram: @emilyrosemassey

 


 

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