When you walk into the baby/toddler group, your workplace or church what’s on your mind? I know what’s been on mine for the past year. Will Thomas fall asleep when I want him to? Does he need feeding? Do I have everything I need if he throws up everywhere or a smell appears out the side of the nappy?
My thoughts are so easily consumed with the tasks of the day in just surviving with a baby. It can be no different now I’m back at work, rushing to nursery in the morning, meeting the demands of people at work, rushing back to pick Thomas up and juggling commitments with spending time with him.
In the past few weeks I’ve felt God speaking to me from this passage: Matthew 16v13-20
13 When Jesus came to the region of Caesarea Philippi, he asked his disciples, “Who do people say the Son of Man is?”
14 They replied, “Some say John the Baptist; others say Elijah; and still others, Jeremiah or one of the prophets.”
15 “But what about you?” he asked. “Who do you say I am?”
16 Simon Peter answered, “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.”
When I’m so consumed with myself sometimes I miss who I am in God and who he is. I sat with a colleague at work who was upset about an awful situation where a friend had passed away at 27, after a sudden episode of cancer (3 weeks), a month before her wedding. I sat with my friend as we cried together me knowing that it’s only Jesus that can start to heal that pain. Who do I say Jesus is in that situation? I mumble something about praying for her friend whilst being overwhelmed by the sadness of it all. Not exactly witness 101 from the evangelist’s manual.
I know that my mind is sometimes so in the detail of being a Mum, and there’s nothing wrong with that, that I don’t take the opportunities to share Jesus’ love and who he is, with others. Every day we encounter people who don’t know yet who Jesus is and being a Mum gives us a natural commonality with others that grows relationship. We have a relationship with an amazing God who sustains us through hard times, gives us joy, continually redeems, restores and heals us…I could go on and on. Yet, when we are asked who he is, outright or in questions about our life choices, we mumble or miss it because we’re afraid to say or because our head is elsewhere. I know that’s me but I don’t want it to be. It’s not about beating myself up about how my thoughts are filled these days because God completely understands that and asks no more than we can do. In this next week will we actively choose to take opportunities to love those we meet and not be ashamed of the Jesus who has transformed our lives and makes our experience of mothering incredible? We don’t do this on our own, we have a God who equips us and promises to always go with us, so let’s not be afraid to reveal who Jesus is to us and tell his story.