Here you are sitting at the table, talking to your teenage son about his future goals and it hits you, the realization that you can’t protect him anymore. It’s naive to think you ever were truly protecting him but in … Continue reading
I have a question and I beg you to answer it! I want to hear from you but please stick to the question at hand.
According to you: Are babies born from Divine Intervention or are they born from the sins of man?
My take: If they are born from Divine Intervention then ALL babies are purposeful, thought of, and are not an accident, made by their Creator. If they are born from the sins of man then they are ALL consequences, ripple effects of the cause and effect of sin and can therefore be categorized as accidents or unwanted troubles which we keep dealing with from generation to generation.
So which one?
Thoughts: I had another great reminder recently about respect. I am always learning, and will continue to learn, what it means to show respect in various ways (to adults, to children, to fellow parents, to those in authority etc.). It’s … Continue reading
“Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity”-Weil As we are caught up in life with all of our daily activities and work, it is so good to remember to be still, listen, and respond. Remembering to take the … Continue reading
“I’m a Mess. But I’m a Beautiful Mess. I’m His Masterpiece, and that’s Enough.” – Mom’s Night Out Watched this treasure tonight. Recommend it highly!!! To moms everywhere, you are not alone. This is a lighthearted, family friendly, hilarious movie … Continue reading
Last Friday I saw courage.
I saw courage in my daughter’s eyes.
I saw courage in my daughter’s steps.
I saw courage in my daughter’s face.
I saw courage in my daughter and it was beautiful.
It was an evening of pies and poems for our home school group. Each child came up on stage, in front of a mic, in front of 100 people, and said their poem.
It was the first time my daughter had ever been on stage alone. She was scared all week but determined to do it when the time came. There was no pressure from us, just encouragement to try if she could. She boldly approached the stage when the time came but as the words came out, the tears did as well, and she shook her head as to say “no”, she was not going to do it and then left the stage while everyone clapped for the effort that was put forth.
Her father and I quickly followed her out the door and joined her in the hallway to comfort her and tell her we were proud of her for trying but understood it was a scary thing to do. Quickly her friends came out to join her and comfort her. One sweet girl pointed out that God would always be with her to give her strength and she would never be alone.
We eventually all came back in side to finish the rest of the evening, but as we did, I saw my daughter, walk up to the lady in charge of the event and ask if she could try again. I was shocked, but so very proud. That sweet, brave girl, marched back up to that stage, spoke boldly into that microphone, and said her complete poem from start to finish. The crowd applauded in a loud applause, recognizing the courage it took for her to return.
What a proud mama I was! What a gift for Mother’s Day weekend it was.
Last Friday, I saw courage in my daughter and it was beautiful!
As we were driving home my daughter looked out the window and said, “Look at the stars mom!” I replied about how pretty they were but how I miss when I was a child and could see so many more. She agreed that she wanted it to be that way as well. An idea came to her, “I wish there was a day, like every month or year, when everyone in the country has to turn off all of the lights and just stare at the stars.”
How true was that statement?! Our light pollution makes such a haze that it is difficult to truly appreciate and see the beauty of our universe. It made me think that it applies to even so much more. Let’s not stop at turning off the lights, let’s turn off the sounds as well. Turn off or unplug anything that creates distractions and takes away from the creation and beauty that surrounds us. Whether it is a television, phone, or ipod, turn off or unplug and listen. Listen to the wind, rain, snow, crickets, and birds.
We need to learn to unplug in order to plug in to our Creator. There is so much in nature that He can speak through, to show us or teach us. There is so much in nature that He has just to remind us to breathe and be with Him, covered in peace and beauty. Sometimes it takes a quiet car ride in order to listen to that gift of a child’s voice to speak volumes to our heart.
There are days as moms that we can sometimes feel lost, unequipped, weak, or insecure. I totally can sympathize because I have those days as well. I have moments where I can look into their sweet faces and say ,”Are you sure I am your mom? Are you sure I am supposed to be here? Did someone forget to give me instructions?”.
I don’t know how many times I think I have scarred them for life or done them a disservice with a stupid choice I have made or word I have said. It is easy to look at my close friends and think what a perfect job they are doing with their children who for sure will grow up well adjusted and President of the United States. To think with me as a mom, my children will go through years of therapy and then proceed to some network talk show where I will find out the “great” job I have done.
We have those days don’t we? We have those fears, wondering who and what our children will become. Those are thoughts of insecurity, self doubt, and fear and they are far from the truth. Yes, we make mistakes and yes, we are not perfect (Here is a secret: That lady that dresses her kids all matching without a hair out of place? She is not perfect either!) but God doesn’t make mistakes. Our God made you the mama of that child for a reason, whether you are the birth mom or the adoptive mom, and you are the exact person to love on them, teach them, comfort them, and be their number one fan.
Embrace who you are in Christ! Find strength in Him and comfort that He does not make mistakes. Enjoy your role as a mother with all it means. You will fail, but what matters most is how you finish the race and what legacy you will leave!
“Don’t live in the motherhood box of someone else’s gifts. Be the mom God made you to be.”- http://inspiredtoaction.com
October 15th, today is the day when the world recognizes the loss of infants and babies to death, too soon (“pregnancy and infant loss awareness day”). Of course as mothers, we recognize that loss every day. I am one of those as I know many very close to me are as well. If you have had a miscarriage, a still born baby, or a baby that only had a short moment on this earth, let me tell you, you are not alone! You are not alone and they are not alone. God is holding you and your babies in His arms, in the grip of His grace and He won’t let go. I have the hope that I will see my baby again because I have hope in a God who has promised me I will.
“My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.”
I am sorry for your loss, pain, and for many of you empty arms, but if there is any smidgen of hope to be had, put it in the Creator who hasn’t forgotten or overlooked you or your baby, knowing you will be reunited once again, with your faith in Him. You are and always will be a mother whether you miscarried a child 6 weeks along or 6 days old. I do believe life begins at conception!
“….and to think, the first thing he saw when his little eyes opened was the face of Jesus.“- Author unknown
At the beginning of April, we had the loss of our third child due to a miscarriage. I was just around 8 weeks so the news of the pregnancy was still new and fresh. Word had trickled out already of the exciting new arrival. I have been receiving words of congratulations and inquiry of the due date even up to today. People have looked at my stomach, confused as to why they haven’t seen quite a bump yet or due to the wonderful pooch I currently have, they say comments of admiration of the pregnancy belly when it is really just the fat.;)
Through all of these congratulations and awkward stomach admiration I try to quickly save as much “face” for them as for myself and I tell them that I am no longer pregnant and have had a miscarriage. There are some times where I am completely fine and I try to make the other person not feel awkward about the moment. More often than not, in the circumstance, I want to run, hide, and have someone else explain to them what has happened.
Today, while at church, a woman came up to me and looked at my stomach with question in her eyes. I explained quickly, before anything was said, that I had a miscarriage. She looked at me with sympathy beyond measure and explained how sorry she was and accompanied it with a gentle hug. Those words and that hug spoke volumes to me because this particular woman had just lost her son to suicide a few months a go and here she was comforting me on a loss of a child. Wow, strength in the midst of weakness and the power of connection between friends! What comfort that moment brought me when I was just choking back tears because I just had to explain the loss moments a go with someone else.
I was thanking the Lord for that moment we shared though it was brief. As we sat down in church we had some friends come up to us and sit on either side of us and then we turned and another couple decided to sit behind us. We were surrounded by our friends. It happened immediately and none of it was planned by any earthly measures. Funny we actually all attend different services and never sit together. We proceeded to sing a song, “How Great is our God” by Chris Tomlin. Sitting there, thinking about the woman I had seen a moment a go, looking at our friends surrounding us on all sides, and singing one of my favorite reminders of how great our God is brought me to tears. In the midst of the heartache of loss, God wrapped his arms around me and there I found comfort in His arms. Here He is, King of Kings, Lord of Lords, and He still finds those times to let me know, little me, He is there and He is in control. Where do you find your comfort? Look for those moments and let them be a treasure to you!