This is the end of term when creativity fails, when I am glad to have a plan and when any unsorted areas in the plan show up. This is the week when I realise that the read-aloud isn't going well and we end up reading Sixth form at St Clares as a replacement.
This is the time when I know that I can't possibly be the mother that I should be when I need God's grace more than ever. This is the time when I need to remember, more than ever, on one of my favourite texts
My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness
2 Corinthians 12v9
At a recent service, we sang a hymn which seemed so relevant for a Christian mother at the end of term. I don't recall ever having sung it before.
This hymn is a thought of the futility of relying on our own strength and based on Psalm 127. It was written by the Victorian hymnwriter Harriet Auber although she seems to have used a different version in her Spirit of the Psalms.
Vain the toiling of the builder
Where a home knows not the Lord;
Vain the watching over loved ones
Where there is no help from God.
Vain are all the years of labour,
Times of trial and distress,
And, without God’s love and favour,
Vain the talents we possess.
Vainer still the hopes of Heaven
That on human strength rely;
But to them shall help be given
Who in humble faith apply.
Let us seek the Lord’s Anointed,
And His pardon, life and peace;
Souls are never disappointed
Who, through Christ, their prayer address.
May our lives bring light and blessing
And redemption to the young;
May they, Jesus’ love confessing,
Swell the everlasting song.