Therefore I tell you, all that you ask for in prayer, believe that you will receive it and it shall be yours. ∼ Mark 11:24
Many of you know that we found out our oldest daughter has a hole in her heart. We began the process of getting her to Mayo for a procedure to repair it as that procedure cannot be done in the state we reside in. We have been worrying, praying, and waiting since August when we found out about her diagnosis: Atrial Septal Defect.
Today, I received the best news in all the world. She finally got approved for the procedure and it is scheduled for the end of January. I just want to send out our appreciation for all the prayers on her behalf. It means a great deal to us and I cannot express how grateful we are. Much love to everyone for any and all prayers, past, present, and/or future.
Everyone knows that my first child is graduating in the 2016-2017 school year. As any parent knows, milestones in our children’s lives can lead to a mix of emotions for the parent.
And I’m no different. I am feeling excitement and sadness and everything in between for the end of the school year when my son walks across the stage to receive is diploma.
My next-in-line 15 y/o son has reached another milestone in his life causing close to those same emotions flowing through me.
He attended his very first formal school dance, Snowball, as it is called where we live. This is a BIG deal to me, even though he says it’s not a big deal at all.
As much as it saddens me to see him growing up, it makes me just as happy. I am so proud of the wonderful young man he is turning into. He doesn’t give a lick about school, but he is so smart. He’s kind. He’s loving. He’s responsible – he’s held his first job for almost a year now! He’s got the biggest heart of almost anyone I know. He gives the best hugs! He’s got the most beautiful blue eyes and a wonderful smile. He doesn’t talk much, but he can always make me laugh. He doesn’t eat fruits or veggies — meat and potatoes kind of guy. He’s already making his mark on the world and I am blessed to call him my son.
His date for the Snowball dance is a beautiful little lady whom I adore. She’s a sweet girl who really cares for him. And that makes me happy. She and I have discussed the issue of fruits and veggies and between the two of us maybe, just maybe, we can get him to eat some 😉
I am one lucky momma ♥♥♥
For almost all of their lives, the people I love (kids, spouse, family) got the credit for me getting up each morning. I have since learned, God is my greatest motivator. He is the reason I get up each morning. Every single day is one more chance to thank God for all that I’ve been blessed with. Every single day is more chance for me to sing God’s praises. Every single day is one more day with the people I love.
Every single day my husband and I get one more chance to teach these young boys/men to grow into God-loving, faithful men who walk with great passion for Christ, integrity, and love for all people. I pray that we are teaching them to make sound decisions, to be steadfast and to solve their problems with goodness for another in mind rather than themselves.
Only through God can we accomplish the task of raising sons obedient to the Lord.
These words, which I am commanding you today,shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your sons and shall talk of them when you sit in your house and when you walk by the way and when you lie down and when you rise up. ~ Deuteronomy 6:6-7
And so train the young women to love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled, pure, working at home, kind, and submissive to their own husbands, that the word of God may not be reviled. Titus 2:4-5 (ESV)
I remember from childhood how much I loved my mom being home and how hard it was for my sisters and I went she joined the working community. When I grew up and had my own children, being home was important to me. However, by this time, moms everywhere worked so being a stay-home mom was not as popular. I remember feeling very put on the spot when people would find out that’s what I did all day, every day. I got commendations for choosing that life, but I got judgement, too.
Over the years, I’ve had jobs here and there, but nothing ever lasted longer than 8-9 months. During that time, it would start to really be a burden not to be home caring for my youngsters, but paying someone else to do it. Of course, once this hit me, I had a few more children to contend with. At this point, my husband and I decided that it would be better for me to stay home. So, I did. For years, I’ve been a stay home mom and I’m okay with that. In fact, I would rather it be that way. My children not only need me to be home, but we want them to learn who we are and what we believe. Teaching them the importance of God and faith can’t be done by someone else. God has called me to be a wife and a mother; therefore, it is I who can best teach my little girls that role.
It is not up to me how other women raise their children, under what beliefs, or with what faith, but for me…..It’s important to my husband and I that I be my children’s teacher, of life and faith throughout the day. Honestly, house and home fell apart during each of my employed stints and it just wasn’t worth it. What they are learning during these precious childhood years will last through their life; therefore, teaching them the word of God is crucial to us.
Because, as everyone knows, with God anything is possible. Without him, nothing.
Children have been, are, and always will be a blessing from God. Adults can learn just as much from a child as a child learns from an adult. Parents every, please be attentive to your children. Let them teach you something.
The other day, my son stayed with a neighbor for a couple of hours because I had errands to run. He also happens to be good friends with her daughter. They go to school together although the daughter is a year ahead of my son. They’ve always gotten along so well. I love it! Anyway, the daughter is scheduled to have surgery and while with them for that couple of hours, my son offer this girl his help at school once she returns by “carrying her backpack or whatever.” He also told her that he’d “bring her any school work that she is missing just in case she isn’t able to return when planned.”
That evening upon my return home, and my son’s return, I called my neighbor to apologize for being later than I thought and send my prayers for her daughter with the upcoming surgery. During our conversation, she passed along the above conversation to me and let me know how impressed she was with his kindness.
I will tell you what, there are no better words in the world than hearing from someone how behaved, kind, and respectful your children are. It’s like a breath of fresh air! As I’m sure many parents do, sometimes I doubt my abilities as a mother so my neighbors kind words are much appreciated.
Anywho, just a small reminder that kindness goes a long way whether it benefits you personally or not, it benefits someone else. Isn’t that a goal we should all try to reach?
Every morning my girls and I say morning prayers and every evening we all say prayers together before bed — we try to anyway. Sometimes the boys pray by themselves, but regardless, teaching children praying is extremely important to our family. Their salvation is just as important to me as my own.