Sacred

On any given day, I find myself in the struggle against housework versus time/attention given to 3 boys. Finding time beyond meeting their physical needs is no simple task. Any day that I actually catch up on housework is a day when I let them watch too much tv or play unsupervised for too long, or eat poptarts for breakfast...and lunch. On the days when I'm Supermom, you can bet the house is in shambles. Then you add in trying to find time for my wonderfully large family, and my love for (read: addiction to) photography, and there just isn't enough of me to go around. I keep trying to look from the long term... How will my actions affect the boys years from now? What will I regret? I think I'd regret a dirty house the least, yet it overwhelms me when the messes pile up.

Enter, this song:

this house is a good mess
it’s the proof of life
no way would I trade jobs
but it don’t pay overtime

I’ll get to the laundry
I don’t know when
I’m saying a prayer tonight
cause tomorrow it starts again

could it be that everything is sacred?
and all this time
everything I’ve dreamed of
has been right before my eyes

the children are sleeping
but they’re running through my mind
the sun makes them happy
and the music makes them unwind

my cup runneth over
and I worry about the stain
teach me to run to You
like they run to me for every little thing

when I forget to drink from you
I can feel the banks harden
Lord, make me like a stream
to feed the garden

wake up, little sleeper
the Lord, God Almighty
made your Mama keeper
so rise and shine
rise and shine cause

everything is sacred
and all this time
everything I’ve dreamed of
has been right before my eyes

I've adopted it as my theme song. It's called "Sacred" on the newest Caedmon's Call album (Overdressed). Check it out on itunes if you like it. I love it, it helps me remember what's most important, and hopefully start keeping my priorities straight.

So if you ever witness my house (or as you see it in the videos/ photos), just know it's my good mess, proof that I'm attempting to do what's best. I'm such a Martha, and I really need to be a Mary.

How about you? What do you struggle to keep in check?