I saw a poem of sorts called The Keeper on social media last week. It described all the keeping a mama does for her family – home and preferences and peace. It really floored me just how important this mama job is.
But a couple of weeks ago, something in my Bible study really hit me hard. Mamas are doing Kingdom work without even realizing it. Our kids are precious to God, but so are we. Check out this snippet of teaching from the end of Matthew 10.
“Anyone who welcomes you welcomes me, and anyone who welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. Whoever welcomes a prophet as a prophet will receive a prophet’s reward, and whoever welcomes a righteous person as a righteous person will receive a righteous person’s reward. And if anyone gives even a cup of cold water to one of these little ones who is my disciple, truly I tell you, that person will certainly not lose their reward.” – Jesus (Matthew 10:40-42 NIV)
Isn’t that lovely? You get the reward of being a prophet even when you just welcome a prophet. You get the reward of a righteous person just for welcoming a righteous person. You get the reward for giving Jesus’ disciple a cup of water.
I know you know the feeling of the mundane tasks of being a mother who is with her children all day, every day. You fill that cup of water, chocolate milk, juice, medicine, etc. day in and day out. Sometimes they forget to thank you. Sometimes they spill more than they drink. But there you are filling that cup. You are their constant.
You’re filling that cup of love every time you offer that drink of water or milk. You’re filling up souls with words of truth. You’re loving the future prophets, righteous and disciples at your table, in your lap, and even when they’re screaming at you in sticky car seats.
You get the supreme reward of seeing first steps, first words, and first broken hearts. You are the one who loves when it all seems too much. You never run out of love even when you run out of energy or dry shampoo.
Your arms and heart are always open. You open your hands in prayers for their safety, their choices, their battles.
Are you aware of how much your work matters?
That’s my prayer for you mamas this holiday season as you bustle around and add to your overflowing cup of responsibilities. Rest in His love. Take note of the reward it is to love those who are so precious to God.
May His face shine upon you and give you peace.