"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." Hebrews 11:1 ESV The one thing I don't want you to think is that I have it all together.
Mostly, I'm a complete and utter mess...a mom, just like you, trying to keep her head above water in a crazy world that wants to take everything I have to offer.
- I run out of time
- I run out of patience
- I run out of toilet paper
- I run out of money
- I run out of me (in other words, there's not enough of me to go around)
Some days I just want to give up, leave it all to chance, and hope things turn out OK. But several months ago, in a time of deep and intense prayer, God made it clear to me that my boys needed someone to fight for them, and that that person needed to be me.
So I'm fighting.
I don't always get it right, and sometimes I think I'm doing it all wrong. But I'm fighting. I'm giving this battle for their hearts everything I have, and trusting God to take care of the rest.
But these things we're fighting for, they don't happen overnight.
I wish they did.
I wish when I looked my sons in the eyes—nose-to-nose and heart-to-heart—and shared the secrets to life, they would take root and produce fruit right away. Most of the time, they don't.
Just today, my oldest let his emotions get away from him. By God's grace, I recognized it as an opportunity to reach for his heart, so I got down on his level, pulled him onto my lap, and asked, "Son, where do we go to find the truth?"
His reply? "The Bible."
"That's right, Son," I said, "we go to the Bible to find truth. It helps us to know the difference between right and wrong. Just now, you felt justified in acting the way you did, because you thought you were right. But the Bible tells us your response was very wrong. So if we think one thing is right, but the Bible says something different, who do we believe?"
He looked down a little, and said, "the Bible."
"That's right!" his happy mama said, "so if we feel we're right, but the Bible says we're wrong, who needs to change?"
"We do," he said, and I hugged him tight, whispering in his ear, "hang on to that, Son. It will serve you well all your life."
I left that conversation feeling great. But you know what? (I bet you can guess...) later this afternoon, we dealt with the same thing all over again.
It Just Takes Time
I used to feel like a total failure when these things happened, because surely if I mess up I'm a bad mom, and surely my kid is going to struggle with that issue for the rest of his life, right?
Raising good, respectable, (and hopefully) godly children takes time. If we mess up there's new mercy for tomorrow, and certain struggles do get outgrown with time. But only a new day can make us believe it. Only the gift of time and perspective gives a mom hope to believe things will change, & strength to keep moving her feet toward that day (<<--tweet that).
"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." Hebrews 11:1 ESV
That's what faith is...believing that what we can't see, will be. Why? Because God's word never returns void, and the heart of a fighting mama is a heart that pleases God.
So we keep fighting. Keep hoping. Keep reaching for their hearts. Offering all this as a gift to God...our way of serving him and making his name great with our own lives.
Pray with me today, mama?
Lord, I'm in this fight for the long-haul. I'm willing to give it all I've got for the sake of these souls you've placed in my keeping, and I'm going to trust that where I lack, you're strength will be made perfect. Be strong in me, Jesus, and in the process show my children the works of your hands. Amaze them with your love and provision. In your name I pray, Amen.
Like this article? You might find these resources helpful:
*This post contains affiliate links. If you purchase something using them, I'll receive a small portion of the profit. Thanks for supporting my ministry!