Do you ever find the goal of becoming mature so unattainable? Having been a parent for 15 years now, I am more than ever aware of the need to walk the talk. My kids are expected to obey, respect, and be on their best behavior, but what about mom? I am daily reminded of my need to wear the armor of God, for alone I can not walk the talk. "Talk is cheap", the saying goes. All eyes are on mom and dad to see who we are when the going gets tough. And the going will get tough as your kids grow into young adults. They will seek your approval for only a few years, and then they want their own identity, their own successes, and their own lives. So how do we attain this perfection that the bible so boldly tells us seek? The book of Ephesians, chapter 6 tells us to "stand your ground, putting on the sturdy belt of truth and the body armor of God's righteousness...In every battle you will need faith as your shield to stop the fiery arrows aimed at you.... Pray at all times times and on every occasion in the power of the Holy Spirit."
Lord, give us the grace to teach and live worthy lives. I want to live fully for You God. I want my kids to see an imperfect mom, willing to take chances, failing alot, loving alot, praying alot, and having faith in not myself but the God of the universe. Bless us as we seek to have the right words as we boldly live out God's plan. Until next time, Carolina "Nina"
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Hey there! How true your words! I have just come off of a hard week - I was failing a lot in my attitude and was displaying character that I was not too proud of. My 45th was a hard day - I didn't like the number, and I was hormonal on top of that. So, tears filled a lot of the day. Then a gift that was given wasn't exactly what I had hoped, so I struggled with a grateful heart.... My kids were a witness to all of mama's failures. Boy, was I convicted. So, on Wed. evening when we had all gathered for dinner, I made a tearful apology for my actions and attitudes of the past week, and explained to my children how wrong I had been to their father and to them. I am so thankful for a God who forgives and desires a broken and contrite heart. And, I'm thankful for a family who loves me despite all my failures.
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