if ever

you struggle with the lies

that the world hands to you

as a mommy---

remember

that

in the middle of

wiping bums,

teaching your child about autumn,

explaining fog,

cleaning crumbs,

asking forgiveness,

getting hugs from your child,

working through sin,

eating donuts and talking together,

receiving flowers picked from your flower pot,

cleaning many a puzzle piece,

library trips,

smiles,

kisses,

tears,

wrapping presents,

riding scooters together...

...that it wasn't insignificant.

it did make a difference in the world.

what you do daily is huge.

the books read,

the floor swept together,

the lunches enjoyed.

sometimes this "career" makes a bigger impact in the world

than we realize.

the loss of sleep,

the unwashed hair some days,

the routine of cleaning,

the joy of growth and obedience,

seeing compassion and encouragement in your child's actions...

this "job",

menial to the world

is more significant

and meaningful

than the feeling that you are "giving back".

because,

in the biggest way,

you are.

because you are

giving

to a soul

who will someday

step out

into that big world.

one foot

at

a

time.