Tuesday, November 27, 2012

on my mind on my heart.........


"When I stop being “Kingdom-minded”, I stop making Kingdom choices.

 Choices like
devoting a life to raising the next generation 
to love God, to honor authority and to live wisely...

When we understand that our whole existence is to
 glorify the Lord, we live each moment
differently. 
We get about our Father’s business. 
We don’t measure “if we should have children” by
their convenience or how many vacations it 
will cost me or whether I can pursue my favorite pastime
or career. We don’t have children to look cute
 in their ball uniforms and homemade hair bows.

We fall down on our knees with the grave responsibility of stewardship over these children, these
people who will either further the Kingdom or be a blight on society, based largely on our diligence
to the duty of raising them.

I must govern my home well. It is the cruelest act of motherhood that I should
neglect to teach my children to obey the loving authority over them. For in doing so, I make
them unable to submit to God.

Children who have not learned self-government
 stand to be the most wretched of all men and women,
loathing you for your indulgences.

But don’t you see, it isn’t harsh! It wells up from the deepest love, the deepest desire to see our
children walking in truth and evokes sheer delight to walk beside them.

When I see my children through Kingdom-eyes, 
their vices aren’t irritations that bug me and cause
me to be angry; they are offenses that sober me
 and call me to the tireless and tender action of
praying for, teaching and tending the garden of their souls. 
(Teach me this Lord? Please teach me how to live this way each day.)

My children are the very happiest when I have loved 
them enough to require gratitude, obedience and
honor. Their little faces light up into mine when 
they sense my tenderest sincerity toward their
character.

And then, to place my hands on their heads, kneel over them and pray…

“Father, you have blessed me with this child. Thank you that she is growing to
love You, thank you that she is obedient, and I pray that she will serve you all
the days of her life”….

causes a heart-smile to break across their faces, and they know–
it sinks down deep and they KNOW
that I am in this for life, through tears, joys and hardship. 
I am their advocate, and I will stop short of
nothing to give “my life for yours” in these few years they are mine." 

(An exert from When Motherhood Feels Too Hard, By Kelly Crawford)



In this world it can be so difficult to remember the privilege of tending souls. But in my Savior's world, He knows that He has bestowed on me the greatest of all great gifts, when through humility, hardship &  uncomprehending joy, He's made me a mother. 

Sunday, November 25, 2012

The Privilege of Motherhood








How do I so often forget? 




How do I lose my joy when I know that every bit of it is a gift. Even  in the most heart-breaking moments, it's still a gift.


"A mother toiled with all her might

Tending needs both day and night.
Cleaning, laundry, dirty dishes,
Changing diapers, giving kisses.
No one saw her faithful deeds
The sacrifice for others’ needs.
She never got a company raise
Or heard the applause of worldly praise.
But still she labored diligently
She knew what others couldn’t see.
And then one night a dream told true
About that treasure this mother knew.
She dreamt of seeing her Savior’s face
And then she felt His strong embrace.
Before she had time to even speak
The King of Kings knelt at her feet.
A water basin soon appeared
She gasped in horror through her tears.
She begged of Him to take her seat
To let her wash her Savior’s feet.
He just smiled and said with ease
“You did, when you served the least of these”.

Teach me to wash their feet Lord? For Your glory and for my growth?
I want nothing more than to  speak of you, live for you, be willing to die for you, and pass my  fervent love  for you onto  my children's children's children.
The answer to all these desires?
Just this...
To wash their feet...
with joy. 

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Hurricane Sandy....





Well... I know you might not see the hand of God, but it is in these pictures.
Thank you God for keeping my family safe and my house still standing.....