We’re Back… All SIX of Us!

It’s been a little over 2 weeks since we made the trek back to Baton Rouge and we are settling in nicely. We LOVE our new little home and have been working hard to get it all set up. We totally lucked out and found a four bedroom house in our ideal neighborhood with cheap rent exactly when we needed it! We are right around the corner from our very favorite park and less than one mile from Moses’ school. We are completely spoiled! The kids beg to go outside pretty much 24/7 and we have actually been enjoying the warmer temps… though I am confident that will end soon when I am fat and pregnant and it’s 100 degrees outside.

Speaking of pregnant, if you haven’t heard yet, we moved to NYC as a family of five and came home a family of six! So at just about 16 weeks now I am not crazy sick anymore, but I am still having major fatigue problems. Which makes unpacking and setting up a new house while chasing three kids pretty interesting :)

I have also decided now that we have space it’s a good time to tackle several furniture painting projects I have been wanting to do for quite a while. Oh and I’m painting four rooms of the house, as well. Genius, right? If anyone enjoys painting, feel free to come help!

I will share pics of the new space after it gets all set up, but for now here’s a few pics of the outside and our little baby bump. I will have sonogram pics to share later this week!

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We’re Coming Home

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After six months in NYC, we have made the extremely hard decision to move back home. Obviously this is not how we expected things to go exactly, but we do feel like this is the best decision for our family right now. No blog post could ever tell you fully why or how we got here, but I will do my best…

First of all, this was NOT a mistake; in NO way do we regret coming here… It’s quite the opposite- we will forever celebrate and treasure our time here and the countless lessons we have learned. We have been pruned and stretched in ways we never could have been if we never stepped out and moved here. We have grown more in six months than probably in the two years prior. Passions have been reignited. Our capacity has been enlarged and we have seen all the things we are capable of individually, as a family and in ministry. We have learned to be less critical of other Christians and their personal convictions, and really less judgmental all the way around. We have learned humility on new levels because we have had to. We will be more effective in ministry and in life because of this experience.

We have made some friendships that will last a lifetime and beyond. We have met some of- literally- the most incredible people on planet earth. They have loved us, challenged us, inspired us and been there for us in ways we could have never asked for or imagined. They have been the greatest gifts of all.

I want to honor Liberty Church and pastors Paul and Andi Andrew for the amazing work they are doing here. I truly believe they are going to see a revival in this city because of their passion, dedication and love for the people here. Personally, they have been friends to us and Jesus to our family; and in ministry they taught us invaluable lessons for which we will always be grateful. The volunteers here are some of the most incredible, anointed, generous, passionate and unselfish people we have ever met and that’s a direct reflection on their leaders. This church will change the world and I can’t wait to see it. It has seriously been a massive blessing to be part of this House and what they’re doing for the Kingdom.

As far as why we are coming home, it’s complicated. There’s not one reason to tell you and make it make sense because it was a process and a lot of factors were involved. What it boils down to is that at this time, we feel like this is the best decision for our family. Were we supposed to come here? ABSOLUTELY. And we are SO, so, so glad we did. But are we supposed to leave now? Yes. As hard and as heartbreaking as it is, it’s time to go. We have family members whose health is rapidly declining. We have purposes there we feel like were left unfinished that we would like to see through. We feel like our family will be healthier and happier. We are no good in ministry or in life to anyone else if our family isn’t thriving. And ultimately when we pray about it, that is where the peace of God is leading us… And though some may think we are crazy or wrong or whatever, we answer to only One. And that’s the voice we must listen to.

Maybe the timing was off in the first place. Maybe had we come two years earlier when we first started praying about it things would be different. But we can’t live in the past… We are looking to the future and all the promises God has for us. This spring has a whole new meaning to us as move forward into a fresh start and new season.

So I ask that you join us in prayer for this transition and all that comes with it. God has provided a place for us to live that is beyond anything we could have hoped for. Other details are being worked out. We have been given such favor through every step of this and it has been confirmation that it’s the right thing.

So on April 13 we will go home. And it will be a sad and happy and emotional day, but I am going to drink in every moment here before then and praise God for all He has done. For the friendships, for the lessons, for the experiences… This life is a roller coaster sometimes but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

NYC, we will love you forever and always.

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A Letter to an Overwhelmed Mother

This is a variation of a piece I wrote before, but I wanted to share this newer version with all of you. This is also the piece I used to audition for the Listen to Your Mother show. Though I didn’t make it, I am very passionate about these words. I hope they encourage you today :)

Dear Mother,

You must be exhausted. Mothering is hard work! I want to encourage you today that no matter how tired you are, no matter how bad the day was or how many times you didn’t do things like you planned, His mercies are new each morning. Put your failures to bed with the kids and don’t wake up with them again. Between the laundry, housework, home work, diaper changes, grocery runs, after school activities, child bundling, carpooling, subway chasing, lunch packing, dinner making, and husband pleasing, it is nearly impossible to feel like the amazing and hot mama that you are!

Remember, you were created with a purpose! Whether you are a stay-at-home mom or a career mom juggling an office and kids, your purpose remains. It’s daunting, yes. It seems nearly impossible some days. Those moments you break down in tears and just wonder if it will ever pass, it will.

I promise, it will.

The baby will stop screaming. He will eventually sleep. The child will one day be sweet and obedient. The teenager will one day quit acting absolutely crazy pants. The house work will get done.  And yes, you will get to take a shower.

Sometimes Murphy’s Law kicks in and everything you don’t want to happen, happens. On those days, find laughter.

On the hardest days, choose joy.

Remember those less fortunate than you are. The easiest way to feel better about your life is to get your eyes off of yourself and onto others.

But at the same time, don’t discount your hard times and your feelings. They are real and they matter. Your tears matter, so cry them freely. Your situation matters, so experience it deeply. Every minute matters, so live each one passionately. Most of all, YOU matter, so love yourself madly. And remember, bad moments don’t make bad mothers. They just make us human.

So love those babies of yours with every fiber of your being. Give them your everything and let Jesus fill you back up. Take time for yourself when you need it (because let’s face it, we always need it) and don’t feel guilty about it- not even one tiny bit. And if you’re in a season where you can’t leave the kids much, let your mind do the wandering even if your body has to stay put. A good long bubble bath does the body, soul and spirit good.

Every night when I lay my last baby down for bed and kiss his little forehead, I thank God that He trusts me with all of them. And I bet that in their own little way those kids thank God for us, too.

Your children love you. They love you passionately. They love you unconditionally. They love you with grace that you probably don’t understand (I know I don’t). They love you despite your inability to create Pinterest perfect creations for their class parties. They love you when you lose your temper or when you make them do the dishes. They love you when you don’t let them wearing leggings as pants or when you don’t let them see that movie all their friends got to see. They love you on your best days and on your worst days. Those kids love you to the core. Don’t ever let yourself believe otherwise.

Motherhood isn’t easy, but wow… It is worth it. It is SO worth it. It is worth it in ways only mothers can understand. So love them today and let them love you back. Enjoy every single moment. The good, the bad, the beautiful, the ugly, the inspiring, the not-so-glamorous moments. And thank God through them all.

Sincerely,
Meghan Matt- a mother on a mission of love.

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New Things

See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.

Isaiah 43:19

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No Go on the Mom Show

So I shared with you guys a while back that I was auditioning for a show that I have been following for a few years called Listen To Your Mother. It’s a show telling stories about motherhood, and I was very hesitant to share that I was even auditioning in fear that I wouldn’t make it and be embarrassed. (Read the original post for more details on the show)

Welp… I didn’t make it.

Honestly, I was totally ok with it at first. I enjoyed the experience and realized that they auditioned 70-80 people and took less than 20. And by “enjoyed the experience”, I mean I it was a good thing to do to put myself out there. The actual audition was terrifying.

But then I saw the cast list and began looking into the ladies who did make it this year… Wow, it’s way impressive! They have a former editor-in-chief of Redbook magazine, published book authors, comediennes, and several professional writers who write for various publications… Then I started wishing I had never even tried out. I’m just a regular ole girl with a little blog who passionately loves Jesus and being a mom.

Maybe next year I’ll try again, but right now I kind of feel like those American Idol contestants who after they get rejected immediately say they won’t come back. I’m not a professional and the playing field is just not even in a city like NYC. Maybe one day they’ll change the process for big cities like this and do an amateur section and a professional section to kind of give us little guys a shot.

So for now I think I’ll just stick to writing for my little blog for my (very) little community of supporters. BUT these shows are amazing, so check out the Listen to Your Mother website and go see the show nearest you!

And I’ll just sit here and work on not being bitter. Because bitter is ugly… I am genuinely SO happy for the ladies who made it! It’s going to be an incredible show.

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Desert Song

I am in a desert season. I feel alone. I feel forgotten. I feel frustrated and abandoned.
Days are hard.

But it’s just a season and God is doing a work in me. And I will be ok.

I will be ok.

I love this song by Brooke Fraser, and it’s pretty much my heart’s song right now…

This is my prayer in the desert
When all that’s within me feels dry
This is my prayer in my hunger and need
My God is the God who provides

This is my prayer in the fire
In weakness, or trial, or pain
There is a faith proved of more worth than gold
So refine me Lord through the flame

I will bring praise
I will bring praise
No weapon formed against me shall remain
I will rejoice
I will declare
God is my victory and He is here

This is my prayer in the battle
When triumph is still on it’s way
I am a conquerer and co-heir with Christ
So firm on His promise I’ll stand

I will bring praise
I will bring praise
No weapon formed against me shall remain
I will rejoice
I will declare
God is my victory and He is here

All of my life in every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship
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I will bring praise
I will bring praise
No weapon formed against me shall remain
I will rejoice
I will declare
God is my victory and He is here
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This is my prayer in the harvest
Where favour and providence flow
I know I’m filled to be emptied again
The seed I’ve received I will sow

And I mean hey, I have these amazing and beautiful humans that live in my little house. I am blessed.

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Oh, Africa

Why is it that any time I see a photo of a little African child I get chills? Why do tears well up as soon as I hear an African accent I recognize or when I see videos of African kids worshiping God? Why have I always been so enamored with this breathtaking, heartbreaking continent?

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I remember being in love with Africa for… well… as long as I can remember. And not a day goes by that I don’t think of it and dream of the day I get to go back. I always say I left a part of my heart there when I left Uganda almost 3 years ago. And in case you were wondering, it’s really hard to survive without part of your heart. It’s impossible for me to even think about it without crying.

How do I reconcile in my heart that I live in a city with so many wealthy people who hate God, while I lived in Africa with so many poor people who passionately love Him? How do I wrap my head around people here complaining about every tiny thing, and in Africa people are so grateful for every tiny thing? How do I deal with millions of children dying of starvation, of preventable diseases, selling themselves for a bite of bread?  When I remember an orphan in the slums constantly offering me his only worldly possessions, how do I complain about having nothing to wear? How do I process it all?

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Oh, Africa.

The villages. The dirt roads. The boda bodas. The laughter. The tears. The undeniable desperation for God at.all.times. The people. The language. The music. The corn fields. The wildlife. The heartache. The poverty.

The joy in spite of circumstance.

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The kids. Oh, the kids.

Africa, I miss you.

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I miss you so much.

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