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.
Grrr… Don’t you just hate it? You bring this sweet little baby home. They love you, need you, want you to hold them, beg for your help… Only to suddenly start talking back and being disrespectful. Of all the ways a child can misbehave, my biggest annoyance are children that talk back, and right after that, whining. My biggest pet peeve are parents who let their kids talk back and whine, but as usual, I’m getting off topic here…
Oh, c’mon. You know it irritates you too… You give everything you can for this child. You lose sleep, spend all of your money, put them before yourself, pretend you care about their interests when really, and I mean really, you do NOT want to watch another episode of whatever annoying kids show they’re into at the moment and then talk about it constantly until the next interest comes along in about six months… Only for them to talk back.
You become so angry. Not just that they are showing you disrespect, but that you made them feel comfortable enough to even attempt it. And then the worry, what if it never stops? What if it’s a sign of the future? What kind of adult will they be if they can’t respect their parents? (Don’t worry, all kids do it on occasion. Handle it the right way and they’ll still be stable adults.) But still, you are hurt and usually angry.
Now, let me ask you this?
When was the last time you talked back to God?
You know, when He told you to do something. When He said “No” and you threw a tantrum. When He showed you something and you said “Uh, no, sorry, I don’t think so!”
The love we feel for our children does not even begin to cover the love our Lord feels for us. If His love is that much greater, how much more is His hurt? We are human, yes, but we as Christians need to be more mindful of this! I’ve heard of it happening a LOT lately… and even worse, I’ve been doing it myself. I’m pretty sure if I do it just one more time, I’m going to get my mouth washed out with soap and find myself on a trip to the woodshed.
Here’s the good news. He forgives. Even better? He forgets. Isn’t that amazing?
Forgive me for my lapse of judgement. I have been so selfish, forgive me for that also. Cleanse my heart. Wrap me in your arms, teach me your ways, and never let me go.
By: Diania Comstock
A few months later, things started to change
The girl sat at home and the boy acted strange
Days went by when he wasn’t around
She began to wonder if it was new love he had found
The girl decided it’s time to get out
Then she learned what families are about
Soon she won’t be home all alone
In a few months, she’ll bring a new member home
She told the boy, she thought he’d be glad
He just started screaming, she knew he was mad
She won’t give up now, she decided to stay
If it was to work, she’d find a way
All he talked about was having a son
And he wanted to prove it to everyone
A year has passed since the new baby came
But this one didn’t get daddy’s name
Still running around and out having fun
This time she decided, we are done
She left him a letter with his ring beside it
It’s over this time, I’m not going to hide it
She thought of her mother, how she’d like to go home
But mother had told her you’re now on your own
Her friends couldn’t help her, they had their own life
And now she was sorry she became a wife
Tears started falling, she tried not to cry
She thought of the boy, how could he lie
She went back home and found her man
There he sit with the ring in his hand
He started to kiss her, he thought she was gone
He told her he loved her and where she belonged
With life back in order and a home full of joy
The family will welcome their new little boy
Temptation and trust must fill the heart
Without the two, they’ll be torn apart
Love is something that needs to grow
Both husband and wife play a big role
“When life gives you lemons, make lemonade…”
What does this mean exactly? Basically, to take something sour & bitter and turn it into something sweet. A negative into a positive. As Christians, we deal with this on a different level as we are to spread God’s love to a dying world.
In every day situations, this may be easy to do. But what about when the unthinkable happens? Something so traumatic, that finding the pros is completely impossible when there are so many cons lined up against you? It becomes difficult to find the good with the bad, and to show love and be positive to others when we feel so full of hurt/anger/sadness and negativity.
I’ll be the first to say, this is not my favorite subject to write about. It has taken me a long time to learn this lesson myself. But when God says “write”, by golly, you better write.
So, from here we will begin a Tuesday series. I hope you’ll follow along and read what the Lord has told me to write and be blessed.
Unlike the rest of the wonderful ladies that I get the pleasure to blog with my children are all grown, actually thought I would enjoy the peace and quiet when my husband and I were free to do what ever we wanted. “WRONG”, depression hit like a ton of bricks, for over a year I could barely function… My daughter moved away, starting with baby steps, first to Victorville then to Bakersfield, and on to Tennessee,, now even further, they are pastoring in Illinois, I feel blessed knowing she is serving the Lord… but not being able to watch my grandchildren grow up is the hardest thing I have ever had to face… I feel my grandchildren are my greatest accomplishment……..They are truly my joy.. each child with their own personality
I would give anything to go back and spend time with my children.. knowing what I know now things would have been totally different. I would of had them in church from the moment they were born… I Try so hard to tell people how important it is if you want to raise a loving caring child then you need to teach him the love of Jesus…. It’s our job to do just that… I made so many mistakes, but by the grace of God I have let that go, I know my Lord and savior has forgiven me, and with that I can go on doing the work he has called me to do… I feel it’s so important for young mothers to know that the house work is not all that important… those dishes will be there, those unmade beds aren’t going anywhere either… So go ahead and get your hands sticky with those lil guys, your making a memory every time you do… and you can bet they love every minute of it…. Do I feel worthy to be able to be a part of this lil group, ‘NO’ but I do feel blessed, And pray for me, because I get very nervous when I think about blogging, if you have read some of the post from the other ladies then you will know why…… I’m sure God knows my desires and He has never let me down. so please bare with me.. God isn’t finished with me yet. You will find most of my post are poems… My desire is to write a book, with short stories and poems mixed, I honestly believe in my heart that the four of us ladies could write a book, It wasn’t by accident we got here, God is good and he has a plan for us. He put the four of us together for a reason, and I’m ready to find out what that reason is …. I just got to figure out how to do it all, my computer skills are not the best…. Any way I just wanted to get acquainted with you all and let you know you will be hearing more from… go wash those hands and get ready to lift them up… After all praising Jesus is all that really matters….
I have a close friend, Crystal, who strives to keep her home clean. I often wish I had it as together as she does. Her home is in a central location for a few of us to meet up for gatherings and play dates, during which she can often be heard proclaiming, “HAND CHECK!” at which point all of the kids line up and she inspects their hands for cleanliness. When done, she helps the messy hands get cleaned up and sends them all back to playing. We often tease her for it, but in reality, it is a genius idea.
From time to time we have things on our hands that we are not so proud of. Things that shouldn’t be there. Other times, everything on our hands are good things to have, but something is missing.
As moms, we are all guilty of this. We get so busy with the kids that we compromise, allowing things in our lives that shouldn’t be there. We also take short cuts, not doing exactly what God tells us to do. Ask yourself, and examine your hands: Do you need to wash them? Do you need to put something on them? Good hand care is important! Spending time in the word, giving attention to our husbands and children as we should, and making sure to pray and thank God for his many blessings are just a few.
It NEVER fails. Every time I set my mind to focus on God, whether it be to pray or read my Bible or worship, my mind decides to have a mind of it’s own.
ME: Lord, I thank You for this day. Please guide me and direct–(Remember what happened at church yesterday? Sis. So-n-so gave you a dirty look as you were walking in the door.)–Forgive me, Lord. Please help me to stay focused on You and Your prese–(She’s probably the one that spread those rumors about you a couple of months ago.)–Oh, Jesus, I’m sorry. I’m trying to focus. Why is this so hard? Where did these thoughts even come from? I thought I was over that. Geez. Okay, God. Back to where we were. I was wanting to enter Your presence and hear from You and–(I bet you anything she’s the one who told Sis. Hootentooter that you were doing this and that last week). OKAY, ENOUGH! God, I give You complete control over my thoughts and my mind! Take over, Lord! PLEASE!!
It NEVER fails. Any time I try to have a conversation with God, thoughts creep in. Any time I’m listening to my worship music and try to enter into His presence, thoughts creep in. Any time I sit down to read His word, my mind goes crazy. My two little girls aren’t even as big of a distraction to me as my mind!
I really shouldn’t wait so long to get the point where I’ve had enough. I should start binding every hindrance and distraction the devil tries to hit me with in the name of Jesus as soon as I begin to pray. I should start walking in the authority and power God gave me in His word and telling the enemy that he has no place any where around me because I am a child of the Most High God! I should give my thoughts and mind over to God as soon as my eyelids pop open every morning.
We have to press through the mess and circumstances and refuse to give up on having a relationship with God. We have to be determined to walk in His presence daily, even when our mind wants to have a mind of it’s own. Next time you feel detached and distracted during prayer time, don’t give in to defeat. Take authority and and allow God to take control.
Once upon a time I was a different person. I rarely doubted anyone. I took each person for what they said they were. I forgave most simply because they said they were sorry for some of the most hurtful heartbreaking things that had been done to me. And I dropped everything at a moment’s notice to be there for friends who needed me.
Sadly, like most people in this world, I have changed. I was hurt, deeply, in several different instances where those that I loved and considered dear friends betrayed me in one way or another. I didn’t change overnight, it was after being hurt repeatedly to different degrees by various loved ones over the course of years and allowing the hurt and frustration to build up.
In trying to move past the pain, I blocked out the memory, sometimes almost “deleting” the person from my memory to the best of my ability and pretending the hurt never happened. “They’re dead to me” I would so easily exclaim if someone asked me when I last talked to the person, proud of my hardened heart and letting the world know that my ego was not bruised but instead stroked.
Obviously, this is ineffective as the hurt is still there, growing, causing me to be doubting, flaky, and distrusting of others. Besides, as soon as in some way or another whether by running across an old picture of different people, hearing another speak of them, or running into them the pain was quickly remembered as though a bandage was ripped away from the wound, taking the stitches with it and leaving all my anguish exposed. I talk myself down from the anger. “That person has no idea. And look who I am now in spite of all they did to hurt me! They have suffered such a loss to not know me any longer! All of the happiness they claim to have now is fake, because they certainly don’t deserve it. I dare them to attempt to do the same thing to me now. They’d have another thing coming!” Only to realize very quickly “They probably could care less about anything to do with me.”
And here is where it comes full circle…
The reality smacks me right in the face because I KNOW that there are people out there that I’ve hurt, whether intentional or unintentional, that I could care less about what is going on in their lives or where they are now.
Ouch. “What kind of person am I? That’s just disgusting! I wasn’t raised to be this way! Forgive and forget, love one another!”
It seems just in the last few months I’ve been tossed in with memories of many different past hurts and had to deal with them. Sometimes so overwhelming, not understanding why, my only option was to cry and have a pity party. Just a few moments ago I was asking God “Why do I have to go through all this, dealing with all of these people so close together?” I wasn’t even done asking when I realized it’s because something needs to change. I learned at a woman’s conference I attended years ago as a teenager that in order to move past the hurt, grow from it, and heal you must forgive those that hurt you.
Now, I’m going to be honest, as much as I say I forgive everyone for whatever they did to me, there are probably 2 or 3 that I don’t want to forgive. 1 of those people I forgave for one of the worst things a person could do to another mother only to be betrayed nearly the same way all over again months later. I realize that forgiveness doesn’t mean I have to be friendly, but just the simple act of letting go of the hurt and sometimes anger seems impossible. Why should that person be forgiven for such a horrible thing? I guess the answer is simple, because if I don’t I’m living in sin and as long as I carry this burden around I’m going to be unhappy. I don’t want to be this person who doesn’t take people for their words, doubts every single persons motive for being nice to me, assuming every friend I have secretly hates me. Why should everyone in my life now pay for the sins of those that were in my life in the past?
If only everyone had a stamp on their foreheads to state whether they were trustworthy, and meter to show just how real or fake they really are…
That’s not how it is, though. This is real life. Time for me to pick myself back up, again. Time to dust off my genuine smile, and know that people are being nice to me because they simply like me, not to dig up dirt on a myself, a friend, or family member. Time to take people for their words, and not second guess every other statement.
It might take a little time, and that’s okay. I’m damaged, but through forgiveness of others and forgiveness from God, I can be whole again.
Originally written by Angie as "If Only..." on February 4th, 2010
While working one day, I stopped to pray
Cause things were bringing me down
As I bowed my head, thought of things I dread
I felt my knees hit the ground
As time went by, I started to cry
The Holy Spirit filled the air
He said, “My child, let go”
I felt the tears flow
And my sins I started to share
As He held my hand, He said I understand
My child, you’ve been forgiven
The weight you carry is why I tarry
And now you can go on living
There’s a reason I’m here, to dry your tear
There’s joy to restore in your heart
You’re part of my plan
I hope you understand
You have been from the start
All you go through is planned out for you
It’s a season for you to grow
I won’t walk away or let you stray
But there are things you need to know
If you need to see where I might be
My child, just open your eyes
I’ve told you before that I love you more
That should come as no surprise
After all my child
What more do you need
Then a Father who gives His best
If you come to me first and seek my face
I’m sure I can handle the rest
Nothing you do can turn me away
I’m the maker of the air you breathe
Till you take your last breath
And I carry you home
I have no reason to leave
So hold on my Child, till I call you home
And remember I’m always near
There’s no reason to worry
If your prayers reach home
I assure you I’m always here
All that you’ve done I keep in my heart
You’re a treasure in Heaven above
So open your life and allow me back in
And I’ll fill your heart with love
Written by Diania Comstock on August 20th, 2011
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.