I have been raising my girls, with Jason's help of course, for nine and three quarters, and thirteen years respectively. Lately I have become painfully aware that there are more years of parenting behind me than there are ahead of me. I've begun to wonder, as the girls are moving at lightening speed toward adulthood...do they know how much they are loved...am I doing enough to prepare them for the challenges of being an adult...am I missing anything...am I living a good example...have they been listening to what I tell them...do they care...is there too much wax built up in their ears so that can't hear what I'm saying? Sigh. It's heavy stuff.
Now is the time while parenting, more than ever before, when my knees will meet the ground and my voice will rise to ask the Lord to watch over these precious girls. I pray that Jason and I will wisely teach the girls the way that they should go, so when they are old they will not depart from it.( Proverbs 22:6) We want them to experience joy, and God's blessings and have compassion for others!
I pray that when the world tries to tell them they are not pretty enough, smart enough, fast enough or successful enough, and sadly the world will, they will KNOW the truth...they are fearfully and wonderfully made, and precious to God! (Psalm 139:14) Mom and Dad have never said "you are wonderful" because we are supposed to! It's truth!
And I pray the girls will learn to call on God in times of trouble, so that He may deliver them. (Psalm 50:15)
Although I may want to hide them away and keep them, all to myself, I will, with my left hand, pry away the fingers of my right hand and I will let go. If I don't, I will never get the joy of seeing all that God has planned for them. Plus I know, they will always be in His hands!
Thankfully I don't have to completely let go today! While they ARE growing up, they are not ready to leave us yet and there is still work to do. Lord help us!
Christine
1 comment:
Stop it! Stop making me get all emotional! I love you, them, and my own. Well written my dear. (Katie)
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