All three of these are roles are a gift. They are important. They are my whole life...
But the problem comes when I realize (by God's grace) that I have mixed these up.
I am someones' Mama...
Motherhood. It seems like there can be no greater gift than to conceive, grow, birth, and nurture another immortal soul inside a precious little body, let alone 5 (and our three other precious souls in heaven whose bodies I will be with when I get there). It takes EVERYTHING to do this. Correction. It takes more than everything to do this, and this is not so because I have five children. To have one child is more difficult a lot of times, so mamas with less children than me, do not think that your job is any less difficult. Anyways...
Because this vocation seems to take the most physical, mental, and emotional energy, it's easy for me to justify letting it be the most important thing- which means that my other two roles take a back seat to motherhood. If you've never heard this before, let me be the first to tell you that this shouldn't be the case. I don't say it in this way because I'm awesome (though my kids think I'm pretty awesome), I say it because I want to free you!! Guess what role comes before motherhood?
I am someone's wife...
(I'm pretty positive that David is the MOST HANDSOME MAN EVER. Let's look at this picture for a while...)
I'm sorry, I lost my train of thought...
Our marriage is not something that we're good at naturally. The tool boxes that we carry to love each other are quite small, which is why being husband and wife (while much more important than being Mommy and Daddy) cannot be the most important titles that we hold...
I am Someone's daughter...
THIS is the whole shebang, y'all!! Because I am limited in my capacity to love my children and my husband, then my MOST important role HAS to be that I am a dsughter of the KING OF THE UNIVERSE!! Here's an image that helps me:
The greatest gift- beyond being able to have children and to be married to the most fantastic man on the planet- is ACTUALLY that I am a daughter of God!!
So where did this memo to me come from?
I was looking at this face...
Holding my sweet young daughter who is absolutely, 100% dependent on me to KEEP HER ALIVE, much less to love and nurture her, God gave me the gentle reminder that I am like this in HIS arms: helpless, dependent, and vulnerable... Remembering that I am His beloved daughter first will make me a better wife and mama!!
So somebody remind me when I get these mixed up, ok?