We mothers, like everyone else who struggles under the weight of sin, tend to forget the gospel, and our ignorance of the hope we have in Christ spawns rotten fruit such as identity crises and discontent. We need to remember that God is no less good to us when we find ourselves in a battle of wills with a preschooler in the checkout line at the grocery store than He was as His Son dragged a cross up a hill that Friday two thousand years ago. God mercifully intercedes in those moments and shows me that His ways are above my ways. By God’s grace I can resist the temptation to treat my children as interruptions to my will for my life. Instead, God enables me to treat my children as precious gifts He is using to shape me into His image according to His will for my life.
~Gloria Furman, Treasuring Christ When Your Hands are Full, p55~