Jottings from my Journal

By on 21/08/2019

Over the years, we forget so many things.

I was married at 22, and 18 months later, my first child was born. Then the next 6 years were full-on with four more children to follow.

Now as a grandparent of 9 grandchildren and spending 8 days looking after 4 of them, I remembered how much go, go, go kids have and how much slow, slow, slower I am now.

I’d forgotten how consistent children were in not wanting to go to bed, how difficult changing sheets on a top bunk was, how a two year old says “no like it” as you put their dinner in front of them and you spend the next half an hour ‘playing airplanes ‘so they will eat it all.

I’d forgotten how little children seem to eat all day, how they copied their big brothers and sisters in language, play, and behaviour. How they needed a cuddle often and frequently asked, ‘Whatcha doing?’

I’d forgotten the delight of a little hand in yours and how licking the beaters and spoon after making a cake was such a treat.

I’d forgotten how engaging the laughter of a giggling, ticklish little girl is. How honest they were and told you how it was, from their point of view anyway! How they actually love routine – it makes them feel safe.

I’d forgotten how they tremble when they get frightened and climb up your legs to safety while saying the word scary, scary.

I’d also forgotten what it was like to sleep with 2 little children in the bed with you.

I know everyone reading this right now who have experienced what I am going to describe, have a huge smile on their face with the memories.

You are in a big king size bed peacefully sleeping, but in a few hours, that will all change. You have one child chucking up on their bed, and after cleaning them down and changing the clothes and stripping the bed, you finally have settled them into the other half of your bed when another child walks in because they have wet theirs! And so, the process of cleaning starts again, and you settle them into now a third of your bed. Now your third of the bed seems to have been cut into three because you all know how little children sleep sideways and so close to you that it is as if they are stuck with super glue to you. You are squashed and often have a knee stuck in your back or an arm flung over your torso.

Yes, there’s that smile that I said you would have.

I’d forgotten how much energy it takes to put a toddler in a car seat. That expertise and strength are required in your hands and fingers to connect into the latch without catching a little squirming 2-year-old tummy.

I’d forgotten what it was like to be running on empty with lack of sleep, and after the fourth morning of a cry at 5.35 am you bring them to bed with the 2 others already there – just to get another 40 winks – even though you are now really squashed, to the extreme. Before you were only squashed. We need to count our blessings!

I’d forgotten the washing pile and the mountains of folding that you would get to later. And the in-between jobs you wanted to do – mopping, cleaning bathrooms while the little one sleeps, so you did not have a little helper!

This was all in one day.

Even though I had forgotten a lot of these memories, our God does not ever forget us. He never forgets any memories. His mercies are new every morning. Even the ‘bad’ memories He does not forget, but there is no retribution if we have asked for forgiveness and our heart is to try and change our ways.

That’s what Jesus did for us on the cross. He gave us a means of no consequence of sin. He took the ‘payback’ for us.

Jeremiah 31:20

“Is Ephraim my dear son? Is he a delightful child? Indeed, as often as I have spoken against him, (in discipline, in frustration, out of love), I certainly still remember him. Therefore, my heart yearns for him; I will surely have mercy on him,” declares the Lord.

While I was thinking of all that had happened this week, a notification came up on my phone screen. My step app had the audacity to say I was below my goals for the last four days! What!!! Well, maybe I had not been doing as many steps, but I had certainly been exercising.

As I “lay me down to sleep,” I realised I had not made time or rather had time to pray as I usually would.

I know the Lord understands, but I was very aware of how my patience was thin due to lack of sleep. How I could improve with peace, kindness, thankfulness, perseverance, especially under stress conditions.

Jesus was with me the whole day (and night) caring for, guiding, teaching, nourishing, disciplining, loving four little girls.

My body at the end of the day was numb with tiredness and my mind was not much better. In spite of this, I very much felt God was with me and I was being Jesus’ hand, feet, mouth, body, soul, mind and spirit to four of God’s precious little girls.

Mum and Dad are now home.

Now I am going to sleep in my own queen size bed all by myself.

May these jottings from my journal inspire you to believe in and fall in love with Christ- the hope of the world, as stated in Jeremiah 17:7, ‘Blessed is the man who believes and trusts in and relies on the Lord and whose hope and confident expectation is the Lord!’

Love always


13 comments on “Jottings from my Journal

  1. Dear Rosemary

    Such a delight and encouragement to read your journal jottings. God bless you for such and inspiring and encouraging message.
    much love and blessings!!!!

  2. Rosemary your four granddaughters are darling. I can to relate to what you have written. Although I have legal guardianship of my great-grandson who is 12 and not as young as your grandchildren, I am 76 years old. He wants to play football, so I allowed him to sign up for junior football. Between school, football, and every that is involved with the dept. of social services, I have forgotten how I used to function when I was 35 or 40. My mind thought that this would be a piece of cake, but it isn’t. However, because I know without a doubt that “I can do all things through Christ Who strengthens me”, I feel His presence in my life every day. He is my Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness. Oh how I love my precious Lord.

  3. Love ❤️ your jottings as a mother of six and grandmother of 13, I have many such memories. Love,, virginia

  4. Thank you for your lovely jottings. I do indeed remember much about all of that. Although, it was usually me climbing into a newly made single bed with the child. and maybe even sharing it with another child from the same room as well.
    Just in the recent past, I rescued an older grandchild who did not like sleeping alone on the 1st floor, as mum and dad were away, and who tried to share her younger sisters bed, to no avail, so she shared mine next door, plus the dog who also came to get some bed company.

    But all of that is so much part of being a parent and a grandparent. And we love it dearly and know we are blessed to having the opportunity of such experiences. I also love the thought of not having the time or peaceful silence to do my praying in the manner I usually adapt and like to know that I am not alone in my timing. At a meeting last night about a conference we are setting up, we talked about how important it is to fall in love with God and how somehow that thought is only beginning to take hold in our communities. I pray that many of our lovely acquaintances and church friends do fall completely in love with God, as they strive to live lives that reflect His glory and His guidance.
    Thank you again Rosemary

  5. When we are as involved with our children’s children as you are…we are never aware at the time that we have not stopped praying, it’s only later when we look back…scruples are faded away…He shows us that we have been with Him as He is with us.
    I enjoyed your story of life with the grandchildren…and yes smiled as well as ached for you. thank you for sharing…the load is always lighter.

  6. Rosemary, what a wonderful message, as a new nanna my heart is filled with love and can’t wait to share those experiences with my grandchildren! 💙
    God bless x

  7. Thankyou Rosemary
    Even without grandchildren in my bed, I had a minimum sleep last night . In consequence I have fallen asleep each time I sat down. My prayer time was not nearly as I would have liked. Still God has been with me as I managed to do what I had to do, and get home safely. Thankyou Lord for this blessing. I will try to do better tomorrow.

  8. Rosemary – Thank you for bringing smiles – and bringing back memories … your journal each week is always beautiful xo

  9. Dear Rosemary
    You put smile in my face with your message, you are very brave to look after four, and
    an encouragement for me that sometimes think two is too much!!
    Thank you for sharing, God bless you

  10. Thank you Rosemary for your thoughts and words of wisdom and love. Our Grandson is now 18. I can remember minding him when he was young while his parents worked it was such a joy but I do remember saying to my husband how did we raise 3 children and survive. He has grown into a loverly young man who continues to practice his faith. God is so good

  11. Hi Rosemary thank you for taking me back on memories lane. When I went through it I felt that I am the only. But this is how God has made us mothers. We all experience the same things with our children and now grandchildren. The thoughts bring so much emotion and love and thankfulness to my God for allowing me to become a mother and grandmother. Not everyone is so blessed.

  12. Loved this Rosemary. Especially thankful for your reminder that God has an unfailing love even in those “bad” memories. His patience and grace take us through each and every day.
    You brought a huge smile to my face. Bless you abundantly!

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