I will save you the trouble of reading this post to decide whether I recommend the book or not. Go read it. TODAY!
One of the things about this Christian life that frustrates me is how I can literally go through my day and thoughts of God, the Cross, Grace… it’s not that they are far from me, it’s more like they aren’t even there. I get so caught up in nursing schedules, homeschooling, cleaning, naps (not mine, but I wish!) cooking, grocery shopping, CEF work, keeping up with people back home… oh did I shower? Did I put deodorant on? (Being real here folks!) When I stop, if I stop, I am not thinking about all of the wonders of grace given to me by the death and life of Christ.
But in the morning when I have a few minutes to read the Bible… or at night when I pray before falling asleep… at THOSE times I think, “What happened to my day?” I can look back and see “opportunities” to live out the Gospel (like when my daughter spills her drink for the third time, how did I react?) or moments when, if I had only stopped, I could’ve seen God working. I pray for God to open my eyes during the day to see Him. But the days just keep repeating themselves.
Preaching the Gospel to yourself is truly a discipline. It sounds like it should be easy… but for me at least, it’s not. It’s deceptively challenging. That’s why I loved this book so much! Chapter after chapter is another example of when and how to preach the Gospel to yourself… and from another mother’s point of view. And each chapter is short enough to read in a few minutes… in fact I read a chapter each morning while I was nursing RG.
“As mothers, we can so easily become fixated on the immaturity of these little image bearers, who show people their boogers, that we neglect to treasure them as reflections of God’s glory. In our noble efforts to practically raise our children to grow up to be adults, we often miss something. We miss the rising sun that signals another day of grace in which God has entrusted us with nurturing his little image bearers to love and honor him first and foremost and forever.”
“Too often, my hope is in my ever-changing circumstances. I say things like, “I really need the baby to take his nap this morning,” which is a fine thing to say and a fine thing to look forward to. But if, come lunchtime, the nap hasn’t happened, and I’m so emotionally wasted by it that it ruins my afternoon, then I’ve probably put more faith in that nap than in the never-changing circumstances of the gospel.”
“For many of us, the frustration stems from the unreasonable expectations we have for ourselves. Instead of the sweet relief and satisfaction that come from a long day of good, hard work, we stew over the mistakes, missed opportunities, and foibles. “There are no perfect moms,” we quip, but we’ll die trying to prove we might be the exception.”
“The highest aim of womanhood is not motherhood; the highest aim of womanhood is being conformed to the image of Christ. The multifaceted goal of motherhood points us in the same direction. One of the gifts of motherhood is that God uses it to trace the image of his Son onto our lives.”
See what I mean? My soul, every fiber of my being, needs to read this. And really, most all of the book is quotable.
I know any good book review needs to have something good and a bit of criticism to it but there really isn’t much to criticize… so consider this a recommendation instead of a book review. Get this book. You’ll be glad you did!
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