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The Love that Leaves Us Breathless

Photo: Flickr User: Daniela Silicz, Creative Commons, cc

There is a woman I know. Blonde hair hangs short on her neck as she races up and down stairs a million times a day, laughing breathlessly at the pedometer she wore for a week to count the steps. Steps that swept in love through peanut butter and jelly toast to a daughter with special needs, steps that answered worried calls from a child who wants to know she’s near. My blonde haired friend kneads bread, measures gluten-free alternatives, and makes suppers from scratch, because that speaks love to her family’s health. She hikes steps countless times a day, and her love for family tumbles over.

There is a woman I know. Brown curls tease the sides of her face whether she is cracking jokes or sharing about hard days. Wrapping arms round her kids, they pray “in Jesus’ big and strong name,” bringing all things to him. And on those hard days, when child mental health anxieties flail tiny limbs against a mother’s safe body, this woman cushions in silent weeping love. In between occasional childhood angst, laughter rolls across a kitchen that smells deliciously of egg rolls and home made plum sauce, and her entryway screams welcome. I see love spilling across burnished hardwood floors and scattered shoes.

There is a woman I know.

She looks like you.

I see you. I know the way you care for your family on the days that you are tired. I see it in your kids’ faces and their zipped up jackets when we pass in the hall or meet in a store. Scrounging creatively for meals after a tiring day, you still have homework to inquire about, spelling words to glance at, and the mystery of three mismatched socks on the floor.

I see you. The way you work to care for your man, striving to see him –really see him!–to love him, to learn his needs, to want the best marriage, even on the hard days. I see you.

Our God sees you too. You are loved, delighted in, prized. His very name means breath, pneuma, and his love for you tumbles over, spilling out, filling us with life.

There is a woman I know. She looks like you, and her love leaves others breathless.

(and counting with Ann at A Holy Experience…)

12 Comments

  1. Brian Miller on February 11, 2014 at 3:33 am

    smiles. way to breathe life in others…allowing them to see themselves as he sees them….

  2. Floyd on February 11, 2014 at 3:02 pm

    And there is a woman, that woman that is behind every good man. I thank God for theses women who shape the world and God uses often in ways far beyond the man's calling.

  3. Jennifer Dougan on February 11, 2014 at 6:56 pm

    Thank you, Brian.

    Jennifer
    jenniferdougan.com

  4. Jennifer Dougan on February 11, 2014 at 6:57 pm

    Good stuff, Floyd. Thanks.

    Jennifer
    jenniferdougan.com

  5. stuckinindiana on February 11, 2014 at 7:31 pm

    Had to stop by quickly as I sit in a dark family room so that the baby will nap well… and listen to soft music that makes me want to nap myself. Thanks for this post & the encouragement!!

    Blessings upon you & yours today!!
    c

  6. Wise Hearted on February 13, 2014 at 3:00 am

    Good thoughts Jennifer…as always you write encouragement.

  7. Jayne on February 14, 2014 at 5:00 am

    Thanks for the encouragement. We sometimes forget how much love we do show in the everyday duties of this thing called life.

  8. Jennifer Dougan on February 15, 2014 at 1:45 am

    StuckinIndiana,

    Your quiet dark room with a napping baby sounds peaceful. May you have gotten some rest then too. 🙂 I remember those days with fondness.

    Have a great weekend,
    Jennifer
    jenniferdougan.com

  9. Jennifer Dougan on February 15, 2014 at 1:48 am

    Betty, thank you. I'm so glad.

    Blessings to you, my fellow missionary-hearted woman. 🙂

    Jennifer
    jenniferdougan.com

  10. Jennifer Dougan on February 15, 2014 at 1:53 am

    Jayne, It's so true, and I'm sure it is tumbling off you to your grown kids and your man, friend.

    Jennifer
    jenniferdougan.com

  11. Unknown on February 15, 2014 at 3:06 am

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  12. Unknown on February 15, 2014 at 3:07 am

    Beautiful post!

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