In my short time on team mom I am realizing you have to be ready for anything. There is a “both and” feel to this season. He is both my baby AND growing into a little man. I know this season feels just as weird to him as it does me. It’s the middle. It’s transition. From the ending of what was to the beginning of what will be.

So whether I am tailgating or walking into a season marked with pain and things that seem unfair, I am learning that Jesus is my way through both. He is the only way I can hold all as a gift because the real gift, the true blessing is Jesus himself and that is SO good.

We can’t measure the work and ways of God by worldly standards. The things of God often seem foolish to this world. On the streets of Nashville God gave me eyes to see that I needed to stop trying to measure up. I needed to stop reaching for a lie that a rhythm and routine would make everything ok. Instead, I need to reach for him.

Since every marriage has its tensions, it isn’t a question of avoiding them but how you deal with them.