God Bless the Queen and her Mop

Wednesday, June 19, 2013 Posted by Katie

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I am the Queen of my castle. Together with my handsome King, we make the castle rules and we get to enforce them. We are in control. We are in charge. We are… GREAT.

Will someone please explain the hierarchy of parenting greatness to our four and two-year old?

Inexplicably, this here Queenie feels like a servant most of the time.

When the short folks are hungry, we hop up to feed them. Diapers need changing? Guess who takes care of that? And if the short folks are sick in the middle of the night? Yep. All attended to by His and/or Her Royal Pickard Highnesses…the folks who thought they were calling the shots.

Most of the time, “leading” as a parent looks and feels a whole lot more like SERVING.

I’m fairly sure this was intentional on God’s part. For, even as we seek obedience to our authority, there are many things our children need that they simply cannot do on their own.

We are in charge. But they need our help.

God is in charge. But we need His help.

God leads with greatness. But we need his support. So God helps. God Serves.

Greatness. Service.

They go together like peas and carrots (which I will most likely be spooning into someone’s mouth later this week).

That is all for now folks. The Queen needs her rest. Servanthood starts early in the morning.

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