My prayer is that my kids will know GOD! Who he REALLY is! My prayer is that I don't mess them up. Still, I mess up. I yell. I want to get my point across. I want them to do it the first time. .
Yesterday, before church *sigh* I was repeating myself over and over again.... I yelled. Then I got in the shower. After all, we were going to be late for church *sigh, again*.
The kids and my husband met me in the car and I was "forced" to sit in the passenger seat instead of drive. While I was in the shower, The kids and my husband made a card for me. 1K excitedly handed me the surprise card. It said " I'm sorry mom. I love you mom." and they signed their names.
I put my sun glasses on and cried.... I felt like a failure. They apologized to me! I am the adult! The bigger person.... I gained composer and said I was sorry. I shouldn't of yelled. That's not the way to handle the situation. I felt petty.
A few weeks ago I read a article with this quote in it..
"Live the gospel in the things that no one sees. Sacrifice for your children in places that only they will know about. Put their value ahead of yours. Grow them up in the clean air of gospel living. Your testimony to the gospel in the little details of your life is more valuable to them than you can imagine. If you tell them the gospel, but live to yourself, they will never believe it. Give your life for theirs every day, joyfully. Lay down pettiness. Lay down fussiness. Lay down resentment about the dishes, about the laundry, about how no one knows how hard you work"
~http://www.desiringgod.org/blog/posts/motherhood-is-a-calling-and-where-your-children-rank
It really hit me! It does every time I read it.
Then, On another blog I saw this video, The Invisible Woman. It seemed to echo that quote.
Thank you, God! Thank you for giving me children. Thank you for reminding me to get over myself and my pride. Thank you for the things no one else sees. Thank you for my treasures and my gifts you have trusted in me.
A gift from 1K this morning. Coffee, flower, a certificate that was given to be a few months ago, a card, a kiss and classical music on the computer.
I am blessed!
You aren't a perfect mom, and I'm not either. Being a perfect mom would be a completely miserable thing. You are however, an amazing mom and I'm proud to call you a friend. Also, your kids are so sweet. They must be learning that from someone. ;-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a powerful message you have conveyed here. I know I personally struggle with putting my kids needs/wishes before my own. Too many times I have been the one who yelled or emotionally hurt the kids, and yet they are the ones apologizing to me. I am in awe of your ability to be so honest and real about the struggles you face as a mom, as none of us are perfect. That is very humbling of you. You are a great mom and doing a wonderful job raising your children to know the Lord as their personal savior. I truly admire you.
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