In My Arms

There is a place I go each week where, if need be, I can guarantee my faith is restored, any hardness I have in my heart is softened, and where a broken spirit is reconnected.  That place is my church.  Depending on how I feel on Sunday morning, I usually find a spot in the first row where I am so close to the front that I feel like part of the worship team or a spot in the very back row where I can have quiet moments to myself throughout the service. This Sunday was a “back row” kind of day and I found a cozy spot in the very last row near the aisle with a good line of sight to the worship band. It is not unusual that you will find me dancing back and forth with Addisyn in my arms, tapping my foot to the beat, belting the songs on the top of my lungs (without remorse for the people around me), and smiling from ear to ear when I feel the Holy Spirit in our presence, but my ”back row” Sundays are a time of reflection after a tough week. It makes me feel like I am in a private setting where it’s just me and God. I usually find myself sitting down, closing my eyes, shutting down my brain, and letting the music and God speak to me.  This Sunday our congregation was blessed to hear Rebecca Wood sing, “In My Arms” by Plumb. (First song on the playlist below). Tears were immediately drawn to my eyelids as I was simply reminded of a very special purpose I have on this earth; to be a mother who provides a safety net for my children in the form of love. What an amazing gift us mothers have been given.

And then when I sat down to write this blog post and went back to read the lyrics again, I realized the parallel.  Sometimes weeks are tough, patience runs thin, my body tries to spare ever last morsel of energy to complete the day and my physical needs outweigh every other need in my body. I even have weeks where I feel the storms of life racing in and pummeling my weaknesses so that I am left exhausted and emotionally drained.  Today, I draw motivation from this song and in knowing we are safe in God’s arms and in His Love.

Happy Mother’s Day! May you feel rejuvenated in all aspects of your life~

In My Arms Lyrics- Plumb

Your baby blues, so full of wonder
Your curly cues, your contagious smile
And as I watch, you start to grow up
All I can do is hold you tight

Knowing clouds will rage
And storms will race in, but you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down, waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms

Story books full of fairy tales
Of king and queens and the bluest skies
My heart is torn in knowing
You’ll someday see the truth from lies

When the clouds will rage
And storms will race in but you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down, waves will crash all around
But you will be safe in my arms

Castles they might crumble
Dreams may not come true
But you are never alone
Because I will always, always love you

When the clouds will rage
And storms will race in, but you will be safe in my arms
Rains will pour down, waves will crash around
But you will be safe in my arms, in my arms