Fast forward-I met my husband, we made Jesus an integral part of our lives, we married, and I was baptized at 26 years old.
So back to the kids-I began to realize as my faith grew over the years and by raising my children- that they are truly gifts from God. He made them especially for me and no one gives you a gift, drops it in your lap and walks away for good. I see His watchful eye and protective hand over my kids when they come home from school and tell us about a kid who was mean to them and instead of using their fists or bad words, they are able to either walk away or address the kid accordingly. I see the power in the Lord’s house when we attend church and they are surrounded with their brothers and sisters in Christ. They know when church is and when we are unable to go their “Father’s house” we get an earful. I was able to witness the Power of Jesus’ healing hand on my youngest son Brandon who was unable to hear for the first two years of his life. From his surgery, to the remarkable recovery, and the strides he has made from being a silent baby to a 3 year old, who can finally call me mommy, sing, talk, and more importantly pray. My heart melts as he prays for his family, church mates, schoolmates, toy cars, backpack, the lights, etc…and His list continues to grow. In the name of Jesus, I am truly thankful for His mighty power.
My older two, Bruce and Cameron were baptized last month and I cried because at such a young age they understood the power of having Jesus as their Savior and they know of His LOVE and Forgiveness and they want to be with Him forever.
It was in writing this it really sunk in that God’s will not let me SCREW-UP His children. He provides everything me and my husband needs to raise our children. He protects them. He gave them kind hearts to forgive their mom for her impatience. He provided us a church family-so we could learn from the veteran parents and swap stories with families like ours. The Lord constantly shows me that all my fears and worries (although very valid in my head) are nothing compared to the blessings He has given our family.
So, just for the record- I am imperfect mom, (sometimes) an impatient mom, and I do all the things we moms hate to tell people we do. But I am grateful to have the Lord in my family’s life because with Him, I know my kids will grow up to be strong in Faith and strong in Heart—and you can’t screw that up. And more importantly we moms are never alone.
Thank you and have a good night.