tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5494096770351605852.post8535998119089151661..comments2023-05-08T08:19:49.774-07:00Comments on Mothers Are Home: "The Day of Small Things"Mary Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11664614844565751599noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5494096770351605852.post-373789116676458062011-11-19T09:13:59.853-08:002011-11-19T09:13:59.853-08:00The poet may not have the poetic meter exactly rig...The poet may not have the poetic meter exactly right, but he or she certainly has “mother” right. As I read the line “Wide’s the space God gives to dwell,” I was reminded that the largest place to dwell is in forgiveness. Confession and forgiveness open up the future and we are no longer locked in the cell of the past in our sin and guilt or offences we may have harbored.<br /><br />Blessings today on Jane and Paula as they tend to their new little treasures. Blessings on all the mothers with “little” ones at home to love. Be home. It is the highest calling as a daughter of God. Don’t forget that your husband is your first “neighbor.”<br /><br />By the way, you don’t have to have “little ones” at home to be a “grumpy mother” or “weary wife.” That seems to come naturally to all of us.<br /><br />- CARLAAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5494096770351605852.post-73252455905312395882011-11-18T12:48:11.010-08:002011-11-18T12:48:11.010-08:00Amen!Amen!Faithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12180421539065018277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5494096770351605852.post-70180319474424123402011-11-18T04:24:41.961-08:002011-11-18T04:24:41.961-08:00Why just last night my husband was hearing a "...Why just last night my husband was hearing a "Grumpy mommy, weary wife" complaining "I just wish that I could sit down for 2 minutes without a little person crawling all over me!" (mine don't usually sit or cuddle, but climb or wriggle)<br /><br />Thank you Leah (and "sister-in-law Susie"), this poem is very encouraging. I love the part:<br /><br />My joy comes not from flimsy stuff:<br />His strength in weakness is enough.<br />It's wrong to think I'm in a cell;<br />Wide's the space God gives to dwellMary Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11664614844565751599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5494096770351605852.post-35388499041237953182011-11-14T00:18:02.171-08:002011-11-14T00:18:02.171-08:00Thank you Leah. You were right I very much enjoye...Thank you Leah. You were right I very much enjoyed the poem and have printed it so I can read it over as babies cry, and little ones cling to my legs...Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07673815849556291053noreply@blogger.com