written by Brooke Miller
Last night was our first night at church as a family of five. While spending some time back in Kids City, a sweet friend took this picture that I'm saving it as a reminder that worship looks different in different seasons of our lives.
Having three kids under the age of three, my ability to sit through an entire service has temporarily disappeared. But that doesn't mean my corporate worship is any less beautiful to the Father. Whether it's loving on my littles (and a few of their cute friends) or singing in service while feeding a fussy one a snack. He doesn't tell me to come back to church when my children can sit still and be quiet. He doesn't tell me my prayers and my song don't count because they were interrupted by a tired one-year-old. He doesn't look at me as a less valued part of that corporate worship. He looks at me with grace and love. He tells me to draw near, and He meets me.
While we have only been back for one week, I can remind myself of this truth; it won't always be so easy. And I have a feeling there are other mommas out there that yesterday thought to themselves, "Why am I even here?"
Press on parents. You are seen, you are heard, you are valued. I can say this with confidence because I believe in the One who pours out grace upon grace.
I was glad when they said to me, “Let us go to the house of the LORD!” ....“May they be secure who love you! Peace be within your walls and security within your towers!” For my brothers and companions' sake I will say, “Peace be within you!” For the sake of the house of the LORD our God, I will seek your good.