Before I jump into my 5 Minute Friday post, I wanted to let all of you that stop by here that my posting may be a little bit more sporadic than usual. I have been blogging officially for one year (yay!!). When I stepped out in faith to start this blog, I committed to writing a post once a week unless life really got in the way with sickness, traveling or holidays. I have so enjoyed blogging. It has taught me so much about writing and about myself. I have also met some wonderful friends along the way. Right now, with summer starting, I am going to try to give myself the freedom to not have to write here each week. I am also working on a project right now that needs my time and space. Making space for that much-needed time to abide with Christ my savior, just for myself and my own soul is also of utmost importance.
I am joining with the Five Minute Friday ladies. Today our prompt is the word Blue!
Six years ago I had my very first baby girl. She was beautiful and I loved her. I had moved here to the Chicago area when I was pregnant. What ended up happening is I felt myself suffering from what some people may call the “baby blues” or probably more accurately postpartum depression. I think the books say don’t move when your pregnant (especially over 1,000 miles) , don’t buy a house when your pregnant, and make sure you don’t make any large changes while you are pregnant. I had done all three. I was all alone in a brand new city that I had barely visited. I felt miserable, lonely and every day was a struggle. Except for this one bright spot in my life, MOPS (mothers of preschool children). It changed my life and how I viewed God. It was the one place where I felt supported, loved, and known by others. Fast forward 6 years and 3 babies later. It has been a place that I have gotten to serve others and help others as they face those same feelings I did that very first pregnancy and beyond. It’s the place where I have formed deep friendships and learned how to face my days with great joy. I served on our steering team at MOPS for three years. This year I stepped down, trying to make room for the other things that God is doing in my life and knowing that he too was saying it’s time. In a lot of ways, MOPS has been my greatest joy. It has been another child that I wanted to care for and nurture. It has brought me so much happiness, but also it has brought me so much closer to God’s heart. May God cause MOPS to flourish everywhere and in every country so that mom’s may feel loved and supported. Through MOPS may many women realize the depth of Christ’s love.