As I gathered some paper towels, some cleaner and kneeled onto the floor to clean it all up, I felt anger welling up inside of me. I wanted to yell about how sick and tired I am of cleaning up potty, but I didn’t. Instead I cleaned in silence and right there in the bathroom, I felt God telling me that right now, cleaning up that potty mess, without freaking out was what bravery looks like. In that moment, that’s what bravery looked like for me. Most days I try to be brave, but bravery for me might look different than what the world would expect bravery to be.
See friends, the world tells us that bravery is doing that big thing that everyone can see, but I don’t think that’s always it. In Motherhood, I think bravery is doing what’s right even when no one is looking. It’s cleaning up that mess for the 115th time, with grace, instead of yelling. It’s smiling when a smile doesn't come naturally and it’s choosing to do what’s right, even though you might be the only one who ever knows.
You might think you’re not brave, but you are. Bravery sometimes looks like putting your phone away for a few hours and choosing to look into those little eyes. Bravery is allowing yourself to say “No” to bigger things that everyone else seems to be doing, in order to say “Yes” to those little things that you know your children need.......................................
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The trail is flat and wide. Before the summer's over, I think this would be a great place to take the kids for a family bike ride. Getting outside and doing these hikes with friends has been such a fun adventure. I feel like there are endless spots that I'd like to explore in this area and there's nothing better than doing it with a group of friends.
So, tell me about your weekend. What did you do? What was the best part?♥ Angela