Sharing this gem today for #WednesdaysWordForWomen. The excerpt comes from Long Days of Small Things: Motherhood as a Spiritual Discipline by Catherine McNiel. Read the first chapter for free here. Check out the latest from Catherine at catherinemcniel.com.
Just as I sneak away from my children, hoping to find a hidden corner and five minutes’ peace, Jesus made his own escapes to quiet places. Just as my kids sniff out my hiding place, so Jesus’ followers tracked him down, too. He knew the irritation of being awoken from sleep to meet yet another need, ease another anxiety, calm another storm.
Jesus, Son of God and Word made flesh, taught us, showed us with his own two hands, aching back, and cracking knees. If meeting an onslaught of his children’s physical needs day after day wasn’t a waste of time for the Lord during the height of his short earthly ministry, mustn’t he value our own exhausting days serving the children he gave us?