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One arena I fight in is called motherhood. I hope for the day when my face won’t be dirty but with a crawling baby, a potty-training toddler, a reluctant reader, a couple of tarantula-hugging youngsters, a pre-teen and two real teens to wrangle — I feel like I ride a bucking bronco most days. In Texas we say, “the only way to drive cattle fast is slowly.” And that’s about how progress goes in mothering youngsters. On a good day, the sink is clear of dishes. And those kinds of days are rare. Victory may be coming but it’s too soon to call. Defeat is nipping at my heels. The secret is to hold on tight and not get thrown.
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In another arena I’m a wife and companion. Marriage is not a lazy river. The battle is about staying connected, staying engaged and being true. Lately I’ve recovered some lost ground, but its been a losing streak. The weight of pregnancy, business travel, church assignments, community service, everything good we do puts pressure on that knot we tied at the altar. Defending marriage is not for mercenaries. I fight this battle because I care about my children, my unborn grandchildren and all the people who are connected to me through the ties called family. Marriage is what connects us all together. Family is the fabric of society and it is a worthy cause that the brave fight for on a daily basis.
“The Lord needs valiant servants,
To do his work in the latter day,
Who follow the teachings of Jesus
And serve his people in a loving way.
I will be his servant
And keep my cov'nants valiantly.
I'll stand for truth. I'll stand for right.
The Lord can depend on me.”
(Lyrics by Vanja Watkins to the song “I Will be Valiant”)
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