For the biggest part I know most of us do the best we can, and love our children with everything we have. From the time we hear we are going to have our little bundle we are excited for the coming day. We think of our ”BABY” as just that, a ”BABY”. When in actuality we are raising an adult.
The baby years are the fastest years of your child’s life, everything he is taught in his first few years will be carried with him to adulthood. You are his teacher of life; There to show him how to grow into a Godly man. It was never Gods intention just to give you a baby and not expect you to train him up in the ways of the Lord. Whats expected of you goes far beyond diaper changing and toilet training. You have taken on the responsibility of raising one of Gods greatest gifts.
Being a mommy for a few years is the easy part. Being a mother is for life. You can choose to do this job with a loving heart and a lot of prayer, or you can sit back and just pray for the years to hurry and pass… But tell me, what kind of memories will you have if you don’t do your best to raise Gods greatest gift? There is no going back to change what’s already been done.
All the women who write here are not here to condemn or judge. We are simply mothers who have been through what you are going through. Here to try to make it just a little easier. The advice is all free, whether you choose to take it is up to you. How you choose to raise your child is up to you too. I pray you choose to tell him everyday about Jesus and pray for God’s hand to keep him from evil. Someday, when he is older he will thank you and call you blessed. He will know he had the best mother God could have given him. Another one of His greatest gifts.
So from Mommy to Mother, how will you choose to accept Gods gift? My prayers are with every mother out there doing one of the hardest and most important jobs in the world. May God bless you on your journey…
While reading the status’s of young pre-teen girls, I find them somewhat humorous and sometimes very irritating. Being the mother of a pre-teen, I get a glimpse of what is going on in their circle of friends. I have found that who ever gives the “invite” of the week is the “bestie” of the moment… In other words, if my daughter invites so and so over for the night, she instantly becomes so and so’s best friend! Just like that. Magical huh?
Some of the same girls will post their ‘best friend’ each day and it’s amazing how different they look from day to day. One of these days, they will learn what a true friend is. I have different levels of friends. While my sister is my best friend and my husband is my best friend, I also have Angie, Lynn, and my mom who are my best friends. They are on different levels because they all offer me a different aspect of friendship. They don’t have to invite me over to spend the night, lol, or give me money, or buy my friendship. It’s offered freely. It’s not a lose, win, what do I have to gain, get me out of the house away from my parents thing. I can tell them anything and they aren’t going to tell everyone else. I can call them for prayer at any hour of the day.
Quality of friendship takes time to build and if your constantly shifting it, it won’t have a chance to grow. I know that you learn these things as you go and as you get older, but if words of advice are heard in advance, it may take them on a shorter detour in life instead of the long way around.
Okay, first of all: We’re all mommies here, so we all know that to call motherhood a “simple” calling is really kind of a joke. Being a mom is one of the most difficult and most rewarding jobs one can ever have. But my point can be explained here.
Some of us knew from a young age that we would one day answer the call. We played with dolls, dreamed of having a family, and played “house” every chance we got. Others? They had no idea that motherhood would be a part of their life’s journey. Either their perspective changed or it “snuck up on them”, so to speak. At the same time, some of us came about it very easily and for others it was a full on battle to acquire.Regardless, the call is still the same. In reality, it is not simple at all. We are responsible for a new generation that will take over after us. The future is literally on us. The morals that the next generation will have or not have are in our hands. Should we not do our best to bring them up right, we will be the ones who have to answer. Like I said, far from simple.
Let me stop right here and point out I am NOT an expert. I don’t even consider myself an amazing mother. I do my best from day to day, and pray that God leads me to what he wants me to do in this ministry to my children.
So while we are not leading millions to The Lord, we are making a big impression. What can we do with this ministry? Well, here are just a few things, in no particular order…
Yeah, I know this all looks great in print but another story in reality. Trust me: I have 5 kids, 2 of which I do not have full time physical but only joint legal custody over. In addition, my other 3 that live with me are all ages 3 and under. I definitely know. Some of this that I’ve listed are really things I’ve only learned recently. Others, things I’m learning right now. Some, I knew from the beginning. But ALL are a challenge.
Once again, motherhood is not easy. But it is call of God. Never think otherwise. Do your best, as it’s all you can do. Before you know it, our babies will be grown and have babies of their own… and we’ll miss this. Deeply.
Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6 NKJV
A very special THANK YOU to Diania for her insight on this post… You’re the best!
How do you view your children? Are they wonderful to have around? Do you enjoy their presence? Or do you dread the moment they wake up, complain about them all day, yell nonstop, call them names, constantly try to pawn them off on others, and dream of the day they move out?
Unfortunately, many mothers view their children as the latter. We live in a day where children are disposable; Where those that are unwanted can just be dropped off in a “Safe Haven” or aborted before they even have a chance .
The Bible says this:
3 Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, The fruit of the womb is a reward.4 Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one’s youth.5 Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them; They shall not be ashamed, But shall speak with their enemies in the gate.
Psalm 127:3-5 NKJV
Children are never “No big deal”. They should not be seen and not heard. They should NEVER be forced to grow up too quickly because you’re just tired of kids running around. They are a privilege, not a right. It is time for people to wake up and stop treating them as such! Don’t like it? Get a dog. Not a baby. (Oh boy, don’t get me started on people who treat their animals better than their children…)
I guess this is more sensitive for me, given my circumstance with my older 2 children. What I would give to have my kids nagging me and being loud all day, every day. HA! Okay, maybe not to that extent, but you do know what I mean. Also, being the mother of a 10 1/2 year old, I have finally realized that these years do fly right by. As Momma Ann, Karen and Emily’s Mom, always says, “Don’t blink!”
It is natural for us to become tired from time to time, and that I understand. Call a girlfriend and go out to dinner or find a baby sitter so you can have a night out alone with your husband. We’re all going to have bad days. Just don’t get in the habit and find yourself taking your child for granted.
I pray that each of you realize your potential as a mother, the gift we’ve been given, and that God will never give us more than we can handle.
Could you imagine living in the days before air condition was invented? I know that there are several people today, that still do not use it, but I could not go without it for long. We are not in the dead heat of summer at the moment, like we were earlier in the season, and our temps have been reasonably warm. Thank God for that, because our central unit is totally out! Therefore, it got me thinking about the heat.
Could you imagine the “odor” that must have permitted the air? Body odor, ‘bathroom’ odors, spoiled food, among other things. There was no ‘coolness’ to take a break in. No wonder swooning is in movies that are set back in the day.
Being hot makes me ill and cranky! I don’t want anyone touching me, and wear only enough clothes to be decent. My hair MUST be off of my face. All of the box fans are in place. The kids are whining because they are hot. Momma is whining because she is hot. There is a whole new meaning to “murmuring and complaining”! If anyone has any doubts about how hot hell is, it’s gonna be a WHOLE LOT HOTTER than this, so don’t set on going!
On the other hand, we are soooo very blessed! We have a home! We have food! We have GOD! We have each other! We have LOVE! We have no doubt that God is going to make a way. He said “every need supplied!”
Psalms 37:25 says, “I have been young, now am old, yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor His seed begging bread”!!
Okay ladies, how has your week been so far?
Remember my challenge I sent out to all of you on Monday? I won’t lie, it’s been tough to follow through with. I have not made a single pot of coffee (which means it’s a miracle anyone in this family survived) or pampered myself to more than the expected shower… which was SUCH a blessing, especially when I have a 2 month old. I did, however, relax while holding the baby, sipping a Diet Coke and thanking God for his many blessings. I took time with my children when they just wanted to bang on their musical instruments to sing to the Lord. Hey, at least it was beautiful to Him and us. I’m sure it wasn’t to anyone else. 😉 As I fed the baby in the middle of the night I sneaked in a quick reading of a few scriptures. I prayed as I walked the floor, as I did dishes, as I fell asleep, and while I woke and readied myself for the day. (I should note, readying myself for the day only involves changing my clothes, brushing my teeth, and washing my face. Gross, I know. But hey, in a month it’ll all be different. The joys of mothering an infant with GERD. I love it though.) I also prayed a LOT while re-potty training my 3 year old, but I digress…
But what about you? Did you try? I did. Not as great as I would like, but I still tried. And you know, that’s okay. We’re going to have good days, bad days, and everything in between. But I’d still like to know how you did! Please share!
Now, with the weekend coming up, I want you to make a point to spend one on one time with your husband if you are blessed to have one. Talk, look each other in the eye, and enjoy time with each other. Actually listen to what he has to say. Don’t fold laundry while you talk, don’t check your facebook or twitter. Focus on him. Just one hour, I know time can be strained, but make time. You’ll feel so much better. As you are talking, thank God that you are blessed with someone, as many women are not.
Continue to strive for those Sticky Handed Moments!
Coming up Monday: The Prayer of The Sticky Handed
When you have a true anointing, Satan will try EVERYTHING that he can, to stop your ministry from flowing! You are a huge threat to him. I know that he has thrown lots of things my way to shut me up. I’ve allowed him to stop my ministry so that others can do what they are called to do, without me being in the way. Not that I’m this great, awesome singer or anything, it’s just when God places a calling on you, it is without question. I have lived by the motto: “I’d rather sit back in defeat because God has not called me to compete!” Many Christians in today’s society, have turned ministry, of every kind, into a competition of sorts. That is definitely NOT God’s will. That is another reason why ‘many are called, but few are chosen.’
We are supposed to be ONE body. To work together for the salvation of souls, not to put on one man shows or performances for mans benifit. When you ‘minister’ for someone to hear you or see you, you may need to do a heart check.
I’ve had to ask God’s forgiveness for letting foolish things block His flow in me. On the other hand, I don’t want to come across uncaring or hurt others feelings. I don’t want ANYONE to feel the pain that I have endured over the past year and a half. When you are not allowing Holy Spirit to work in you, it causes pain physically, mentally, and spiritually. It caused friendships to be ruined. Unhappiness in your heart because satan has stolen your joy. Bitterness because others are getting to do YOUR hearts desire.
The Bible tells us in 2 Timothy 1:6,
“Wherefore I put thee in remembrance that thou stir up the gift of God, which is in thee by the putting on of my hands.”
Remember the gift that God has placed in your spirit. Don’t sit on it, for time is short. I am preaching to myself. I had to eat this before I could feed it to the public.
I know Who has called me and I will do my best for His benefit. My desire is to be pleasing to God and to spread His word. Be blessed and allow God to flow through you.
Sis. Judye Jackson, a very gifted teacher, spoke at church on “Family Trees” and about the legacy we leave behind. This got me thinking- my life is a direct influence on the lives of my children. Whether I realize it or not, they pay attention to everything I say or do. This sort of worries me.
See, I have a habit of looking at my very attractive husband and telling him that he is sexy. Why? Because he is and I am madly in love with him. The next thing I know, I’m driving down the road when I hear my three-year-old daughter, Naomi, say, “Mommy, Daddy’s sexy, ain’t he?” Extreme heat crept from my neck into my cheeks. Yes, I do believe my husband is sexy, but do I want my three-year-old to share that information? Umm…no!
Then there are the moments I live for- she sets an example and makes me proud. As I’m babysitting for a friend, her little girl says, “Oh my God.” I’m not on my soap box or anything, but I teach my children not to say that. Naomi looks at her friend, and in her best serious voice says, “We’re not supposed to say that.” Her friend says, “I’m trying to stop,” and they continue to play. You would have thought the forbidden phrase contained curse words.
I’ve learned that in the process of raising my kids, they notice everything. This means that they see in me the good, the bad and the ugly. When I’m mad and frustrated and I want to rip my hair out, they see. When I’m praising through the battle and giving God the glory no matter what, they see.
I wonder if my children will start conversations with my future grandchildren with the phrase, “My Mom always said…..” And I wonder– if they use that phrase, what will they say that I said?