Pursuit of Service

With the upcoming election my husband and I have had many discussions about politics with our eldest son. He is quite curious about the signs and the two men he keeps seeing on the news websites he sees over our shoulders, etc. Of course it's on my mind quite a bit...daughter of a politician...old habits die hard I guess. But who's mind isn't it on? Kind of a big election.

Anyways, along with this I've also been dealing with some scheduling conundrums. Turns out in the city there's WAY more things vying for my time and trying to figure out what home schooling will look like for our family while also trying to manage how much we leave the home and for WHAT has been really stressful lately.

But the other day during a particularly stressful day (something about potty training and an overflowing toilet onto the curious crawling baby who had snuck into the bathroom) I was giving an opportunity to drive to the opposite side of the city to bring a meal to a family in town for a conference who's little ones had fallen ill. It wasn't asked of me but I knew of the situation and also knew she planned to eat canned soup. I took it and spent the morning making soup between trying to clean up messes, bathe the baby, and get everyone loaded up. There was a decent bit of yelling as they all ran circles around me and I felt internal warfare going on.

The temptation is to put family first. They're my vocation right? If it's too hard and makes everyone stressed it shouldn't happen. That's what I was trying to comfort myself with anyways when I was wondering if I should offer.

But that is a handy lie of the devil and the world. Your happiness is what matters. Curse you satan.

What happened instead is I took the meal, got lost twice and stuck in traffic and my children fell asleep in the car for a late nap. And when we got home I had been giving a ton of time to think things over and while doing a late night craft with the kids I spoke to them and apologized for my attitude earlier that day. They acted confused as if they didn't remember a thing and then asked if the soup would help the family get better. "I hope it does Mommy, I hate being sick too." melt. :)

So if there's one thing I hope my children learn being home schooled it's this: The blessing of life through Holy Baptism, liberty in Jesus Christ, and the pursuit of service. Because Family is where each lives for another and Christ lives for all.