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All in Parenting
There is a movement among women today. Moms everywhere are opening up, being real, and sharing about the sanctifying side of motherhood. The side of motherhood where our sinful nature is revealed and where by we are humbled and brought to a new realization of how unworthy we are of God’s grace, yet how overwhelmingly grateful we are for it at the same time.
None of us are immune from being tempted by the enemy’s lies about who we are.
Prayer is a window into our children’s hearts. I learn more about what is stirring in the hearts of my three boys from our nightly prayer time when they are all nestled into their beds than I do during our conversations gathered around the kitchen table.
Let me assure you that not all of our nights conclude with a meaningful prayer time. Sometimes it takes everything in me just to collapse into their beds, exhausted of patience, and muster up just enough strength to mumble, “Lord thank you for loving us. We love you too.”
One of my favorite ways to pray with our boys is by using the A.C.T.S. model of prayer. However, I quickly learned that the words (A) adoration, (C) confession, (T) thanksgiving, and (S) supplication didn’t resonate with our boys, so we began to simplify
It's a radiant four pm. The counters are wiped, slick. The sink is empty and dinner is simmering next to my teapot, also humming. The children are willingly lost in the woods out back and the babe still asleep. I can't smell anyone's afternoon sweat and there's not a disparate sock in sight. The only smell in my house, aside from dinner, is the new candle I lit to memorialize afternoons like this one.
I sink into my chair, alone, with a book and my Bible and I'm ready to receive all that the next full hour of rest has for me.
This is you, too, right? "Once every three and a half months," you answer, if you're like me.
Except in my mind's eye.
If there is room for fantasy for a mother of five who moonlights as a writer, this would be my daily fantasy. Life ordered and quiet -- so that I can actually rest.
I have been tucking children in the bed for years.
Years I tell ya.
It’s part of our nighttime norm and routine and I honestly get real satisfaction from fulfilling this duty and delight.
I used to tuck everybody in. Literally. All of my fantastic five.
Throughout my life one of the things I’ve struggle with most is embracing the season I am currently in. As a little girl, I remember dreaming of the day I would be in high school, and then in my youth, I dreamed of my wedding day. As I reflect on my life, one thing has been true of me at every stage. I always wanted to be in the season ahead of where I was.
One of my favorite quotes is:
“Wherever you are, be all there! Live to the hilt every situation you believe to be the will of God.” Jim Elliot
His name means pleasant little fire.
He is my eldest, and God whispered "tender-hearted leader" over him when he was just a baby.
