This week, we are skipping right to verse 14. It's a verse that many may never associate with parenting. But if you have ever parented a child with attachment issues, or whose trauma prevents them from fully connecting - then you understand intimately how critical this verse is in parenting children from hard places.
Hope. Endure. Pray. Three critical practices for anyone who bears the name of Jesus. In Romans, Paul is speaking to the church in Rome. Today, we're going to take these three practices and apply them directly to our relationships with our children and the way we parent them.
A lot of us have bought the lie that parenting is about surviving. Maintaining. Just getting through the hard in hopes of a better tomorrow.
But even in the midst of trying seasons, our hearts should not give way to the lie of the enemy:
"Jesus came that THEY should have life and have it abundantly... maybe I'll have that once...
... our baby lets me sleep through the night.
... our toddler is out of this stage of being out of control.
... our teen is out of this stage of being out of control.
... we're empty nesters.
Devotion and honor. Two words we often reflect on when talking about our relationships with God and our spouse. But what about in regards to our children? In our parenting, how are we reflecting the Biblical principles of devotion and honor? This week, we're diving in to Romans 12:10.
I've often heard that parenting doesn't come with an instruction manual. I, respectfully, disagree.
The Word of God, in addition to being a love letter from our Father who spared no expense to adopt us in to His family, is also a powerful source of wisdom and instruction! Perhaps we forget this because we are more prone to scouring book shelves and online articles for how-to's and don't-do's. We crave systems and step-by-steps that solve issues and create change.
The physical therapist looked at me and said, "Your strength is great! Your arm is really strong!"
I smiled confidently, just as he turned to the intern and matter-of-factly stated, "So, her shoulder joint is completely shredded. But, as you can see, her strength is really good!"
My heart sank. I thought, for sure, if my shoulder was strong - if my strength was enough to garner a compliment from this physical therapist who worked with shoulder injuries all the time - that great progress had been made!
But my strength - and even my ability to push through pain - did not change the condition of my shoulder joint.
Waiting. It's something we all have to do. In fact, if we stop and think about it, the vast majority of our life is spent in one season of waiting or another. If we are not intentional, we can become so focused on what we are waiting for, that we miss the gift of the season we are in.
"Do I look like her?" he questioned,
as he climbed up next to me.
"Yes you do, my sweet boy,
It's that dimple in your cheek!
The smile that you flash,
Your cocoa perfect skin,
Your twinkling bright brown eyes,
That's what you can see her in. "
"I can't remember her," he sighed.
As he scooted in even closer,
"She'll always be a part of you,"
and you, a part of her.
We can talk about your past and
any questions that you have.
I'll be here when you're scared,
and I'll hold you when you're sad.
"Will you be forever mine, too?" he asked.
as he nestled in to me,.
"Oh forever, and a day or more,
I'll love you for eternity.
You'll always be my brown eyed boy,
The one for whom I prayed,
And I'll always be your Momma,
Forever and a day."
I know you're exhausted. How can you not be? You want to be the best mom, wife, and daughter of the King.
Daily, you are confronted with millions of pieces of information that address precisely "how to." Blog posts, magazine articles, news reports, pinterest pins - all telling you what you should be doing, how you should be doing it, and what you and your people should look like as you do and be all the things.
Have you been awakened from a deep (much needed!) slumber by a child crying out for you? Or maybe your kiddo is more like mine - hovering near the edge of the bed, staring until you bolt upright, heart-racing. The sad reality is, nightmares are not rare. They can be caused by the obvious: trauma, neglect, abuse. Or something as seemingly innocent as a visit to the zoo, favorite tv show with a new character, or the wonders of childhood imagination.
We have implemented a three step system to help our kids overcome fear and restlessness following a bad dream. All of our kids know the process, and the oldest have even used it on occasion, without needing to wake us up! Most times, they come and ask us to pray with them. But most importantly, they are learning the steps to restore peace and rest!
Here you will find the musings of a homeschooling, work from home, adoptive Momma of 6! Adventures in faith, family, adoption, and training up a tribe of little people to follow hard after Jesus are spilled into these posts --- most often written with a cup of coffee in hand. I hope you'll stick around a while and find something - more likely SOMEONE! - that brings you hope!
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