Do you know what drives me insane? No, really, what truly drives me mad? Being told over and over and over that my hands are full. It’s not true! Sure, there are days when I feel like I’m drowning in this life of a mommy and days when I think I’m not cut out for this God given job. But then I look at the faces of these three beautiful, precious babies and I know… my hands could never be full with them.
You see, God puts desires in our hearts, we don’t always know what they are at first, but slowly He reveals them to us. If you ask some of the people I spent time with in high school, they’d tell you that I had no intention of having babies. Don’t get me wrong, I loved kids… as long as I could give them back at the end of the day. Then I met my future husband and God started knitting those little desires and placing them in my heart.
And one by one they keep coming and blessing my life more abundantly than I ever could have dreamed. Those desires, those beautiful, precious desires… and we’re not done yet. I believe that when in my heart I feel done having these babies that that is when the Lord says I’m done.
So, you see, it drives me CRAZY to hear someone say, “Boy, you have your hands full!” Because no dear one… my hands are not full. My hair may be frazzled, my clothes unkempt, my eyes a little crazy; but my hands are busy and well used. These hands of mine change many diapers, soothe boo-boos, braid hair, brush away tears, cradle babies… and I could go on and on. These hands are far from full, just very very busy. My heart… it’s full, but I guarantee you I can make room for one or two or three more.
So, next time you see a family of three, or four, or five… or MORE, don’t tell them they’re hands are full. Instead tell that frazzled, unkempt momma that she is doing a good job. Tell that crazy-eyed daddy that he’s abundantly blessed, because we don’t need to hear you say our hands are full. Nothing could be further from the truth.