I know how to feed a crowd.
I can simultaneously get 5 people other than myself ready to go somewhere — and get there on time.
I can drive long distances without listening to every word that transpires in my car.
I sound so awesome, so….confident, right? One place, however, trumps my confidence every time.
What’s my Achilles’ Heel?
Where is that place that makes me feel weak and vulnerable as a mom?
Teaching my children about Jesus. That’s right. The most important part of their life’s purpose — no know and love Him — I feel I have fallen very, very short.
1. I honestly thought that someone else could do it better. Namely churches, camps, schools and relatives. I realized that I am the only one who knows my kids well enough, early on to teach them best. Now that most are teenagers (pray for me), I am extremely grateful for those adults who have come into their lives and spoken clear Truth and Love about Jesus.
2. Worldly confidence. While I had boldness and confidence in the world with other things, it didn’t translate to being able to share the Gospel to my own children. I have learned this the hard way.
There was something about little eyes and open minds that intimidated me. If I had the chance, I’d take more time sitting in that place of vulnerability and wrestle it out with God’s help.
3. Poor focus. I focused too much on what I was doing for God and too little about what He was doing for me and my children. I needed to focus on what was really important in their lives, not mine. This is still a work in progress.
I came to God in prayer and pleaded with Him to show me ways I could still influence my kids. And He delivered.
He has provided perfect little windows and opportunities to share with them something about Him. But, it’s up to me to use them. Open them. And certainly not be afraid to jump through with my kids.
I’ve become so thankful for these small windows. Indeed, life is short and the time with our children is fleeting. The world becomes a large influence sooner than we’d like. That’s why I love these little windows into their souls. I continue to search for them, ask for them and beg for the strength to be bold with my kids. After all, I want them to experience the love and mercy that I have found through Jesus…
…through those small windows that He graciously gives me.
When do you share God’s love with your children?
When have your kids responded best to messages of faith and mercy?
What “small windows” has God provided for you lately?
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