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God has really been working at accessing my heart more deeply this week, especially in relation to my role at home as a mother. one piece of what He has been speaking to me came from this excerpt from my devotional a couple mornings ago. it brings tears to my eyes. yesterday, the kids and i happened upon this field of clover and i thought the photo accompanied the poem quite well.

I longed to fight the battles of my King,
Lift high His standards in the thickest strife;
But my great Captain had me wait and sing
Songs of His conquests in my quiet life.

I longed to leave the hard and difficult sphere,
Where all alone I seemed to stand and wait,
To feel I had some human helper near,
But Jesus had me guard one lonely gate.

I longed to leave the common daily toil,
Where no one seemed to understand or care;
But Jesus said, "I choose for you this soil,
That you might raise for Me some blossoms rare."

And now I have no longing but to do
At home, or far away, His blessed will,
To work amid the many or the few;
Thus, "choosing not to choose," my heart is still.

(originally taken from Pilgrim's Progress)