Isaiah 40:31 - But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
As I think about how
close my husband and I are to reaching the end of our child-rearing season, I
realize more than ever the need to keep Galatians 6:9 in the forefront of my
mind, which tells us to not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will
reap, if we do not give up. Giving up
would be the easiest thing to do. Sometimes
I’m tired. I’ve spent my entire adult
life raising children, and while those seem like simple words to say, it was
never easy. I have carried and delivered six sweet, helpless babies; I’ve nursed
them, fed them, changed poopy diapers, cared for each of them when they were
hurt or sick or scared. I’ve tried to protect them. I’ve tried to teach them
about God and life and math. I’ve
laughed with them, cried with them, hurt with them, and hurt for them. I have probably had some form of heartache
every single day. I’ve cried so many
tears of joy, and of sorrow. And it
never ends. Believe me, it never ends,
no matter how old you get. It never
ends, it just changes. But a mom never stops loving her kids, or worrying about
them. Are they eating right? Are they getting enough sunshine? Are they hanging out with the right
people? Are their friends leading them
on the good path, or leading them astray?
Are they dating the right person?
Will they be happy? More
importantly, will they walk with God, will they live a life that’s pleasing to
Him? Will they teach their children to
love Him?
For a mom who cares about
her children, letting go of a young adult child is not easy. We often worry about the consequences of their
decisions. It’s so hard to stand back
and watch your children make choices that could hurt them, or watch them head
down paths that might lead them away from God’s truth. Will they make good choices? Will they fall? It’s a process of learning to trust God to
take care of our children, which will include sometimes letting them crash.
I wish there were a magic
button to push when it’s time to launch adult children. But there is not. I truly believe it’s a
process, and an important one to work through together. Some things in life might be difficult, but
necessary. It’s not something we need to be rescued from. It’s just something
we have to go through, and hopefully we get through it with mutual understanding
and love.
I know I have made mistakes. And, I know I will continue to make mistakes.
None of us are perfect. But as we work through this process together, each of my
children working on their independence, growth and maturity, and me working on
trusting God and letting go, hopefully it can end up being a great relationship. Who knows, it could even be a friendship. But if not, it’s ok, because my goal all along
has been to raise Godly, responsible, loving, humble, respectable adults, preparing
them to go out into the world and live their own lives. Being friends would be a wonderful bonus, but
I know it’s not a given. To be honest, I
would love for my children to be proud of me and look up to me – but that is
just vanity. It’s more important that they love the Lord with all their hearts,
and want to live their life for Him. It’s
important to me that I know that I at least tried. I don’t want to give up.
I know all I can do is try to do the best I
can for my kids while I still have them near, and do a lot of praying. Even when they’re out on their own, I could
still be a part of their lives. But, if not, I know the one thing I can do, the
most important thing, is to keep praying for them. And that is what I’ll do.
As long as I’m alive, I’ll continue praying
for each one of them. Not that they
would have an easy life, but that they’d want to live a life that is honoring
to God. Not that they’d never have pain,
but that when they do, they’ll be able to turn to Him to help them through it. Not that their heart would never be broken, but
that their heart will be open to what He wants for them.
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