Today I took the time to make paper airplanes with my kid.
I didn’t even know how to make a paper airplane (at least one that could actually fly), so I did what any good mama would do – I Googled it.
And by golly I made a pretty sweet plane that actually went pretty far once the wind found its way beneath the wings.
We decorated them with our favorite colors – his blue and mine purple – and added stickers that spelled our names.
He wanted to have a paper airplane show. So he set up an airport with all his favorite characters from Disney’s Planes. He had an ambulance on site just in case a pilot got hurt. His creativity and imagination surprise me daily.
We stood in the kitchen and launched our paper planes. We cheered when they flew far and laughed at the duds that took a nose dive.
What I’m learning in this season is that he is the most important thing – making paper airplanes trumps blogging, photography and other me-centered activities. I haven’t always felt content as a mom and homeschooler. I’ve felt like I needed more. But something is shifting and it seems God is showing me that this really is what matters most.
This season is about fully investing in him. It’s about giving motherhood and homeschooling everthing I have.
Right before his request to make paper airplanes, I had read a few verses that spoke directly to the importance of this job I’ve been given.
1 Corinthians 15:58 says: Throw yourselves into the work of the Master, confident that nothing you do for him is a waste of time or effort.
Motherhood is the Master’s Work.
Joshua 1:6 says: Give it everything you have, heart and soul. That’s what I intend to do this season – give my son everything I’ve got. Give his education everything I’ve got. Stop what I’m doing to make paper airplanes.
Because I believe that’s exactly what God has called me to do.
Each person is given something to do that shows who God is. (1 Corinthians 12:6)
Motherhood and homeschooling are hard, but I’m finding they’re also holy ground.
I’ve seen God more clearly through the struggles and I pray my son sees Him through me.
I’m being stretched.
My selfish and sinful ways are being replaced with love, patience, grace, compassion and hope.
I’m sinking into a deeper dependence of Jesus.
And making paper airplanes was what reminded me of my purpose.
GIRL parenting is hard! There just isn’t anything easy about it and then you get my age and think back on how I should have done so many things way different, BUT I did the best I knew at the time and I guess that is all that matters!! I can’t help but think back. I need to move forward and know I did the best at the time and my boys turned out wonderful! GOD BLESS and comfort you pretty woman and may you have the PEACE that passes all understanding! You are doing GREAT 🙂