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I am a dreamer. I am a thinker. I know for a fact I over analyze everything and question life constantly.  Lately it was been my role of mother.  What I have recently called my guilty pleasure in life, being the stay at home mom of three school aged kids that send to school 5 of 7 days a week. 


The other day as I walked out to the mailbox in deep thought I had a epiphany.  What if God's plan for me with my degrees in education is just for the purpose of sheepherding Alex.  Humbling to tears. What if what God wants for me is not to go to work everyday to make a teachers salary but for the soul purpose of being the best advocate for my kids.  Given all the tools needed to make sure my kids get the best education possible.  I don't thinks these thoughts even if they sound silly should be ignored.  If anyone knew that Alex would be so unique wasn't it God?  Did he guide my path into education just because one day I would be her mom?  Maybe.  


I read a devotional a few weeks ago about being a mother and how we tend to continually give our children over to God in prayer.  The last sentence of the devotion held my heart tight.  "We can be the mothers our children need because God divinely chose us for the job. Don’t doubt it. He knows what he is doing."  If you believe in God, surely you believe he knows what he is doing.  


I think as Christian moms we need to have more confidence.  Not that we should do it on our own but have more confidence in that we are fearfully and wonderfully made.  Rely on God fully but have confidence in being a mother.  We are the best mom for our kids. 

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