A Mother’s Heart

It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged, and there’s reason for that. Writing is my therapy. Those who have known me for years know that it is what I do. It is one of my greatest passions. However, being that a passion (by very definition) implies that one is passionate about something, there can be times when life presses down too hard, making it difficult to write. This is one such time. I’m fighting that feeling which is currently coursing through my veins, however, because in the midst of having the breath knocked out of me, a battle cry is slowly rising up from the inside.

Motherhood. It’s one of the greatest gifts, and yet most terrifying experiences I’ve ever known as a woman. I can remember from childhood praying that God would one day allow me to be a mother. That prayer was realized and then came to an abrupt halt in the form of a miscarriage in 2002. I won’t talk much about that now. It’s still painful, but I wrote about that sweet angel baby many years ago. I still remember.

My two children now, Ava and Eli, are the greatest blessings of my lifetime. They are my proudest work. There is nothing that I wouldn’t do for each of them. Mothers were designed by God to contain this all-consuming, innate laser vision when it comes to our children. We are fiercely protective. If we sense danger, it is immediate that we circle the wagons, and do whatever it takes to protect our own.

Sometimes, we are circling the wagons against cruelty. Sometimes it’s the wrong friends, or perhaps injustice. Other times, we may be shielding them from behaviors which are potentially dangerous to them. My battle, as of late, has been a non-stop, exhausting circling of the wagons to try to shield them from one thing- this sinful world and the false teachings that are fed to them DAILY through society, music, television, social media, the news, etc.- that anything you want to do is okay… it’s ALL FINE. There is no moral compass anymore, that I can see; and as a parent that is horrifying to me.

Let me give you an example. As a teenager, I surrounded myself with people whom I shared commonalities with in life. Maybe we went to the same church, or perhaps we liked the same type of music. There was one underlying thread, however. As a Christian, the people I held nearest and dearest to me were also Christians. We were taught from a young age that, “As iron sharpens iron, so one man sharpens another.” I valued my friendships so very much. I loved knowing that I had people in my life who loved me unconditionally, and who wouldn’t hesitate to reel me back in if ever I started to travel down a path which could have led to destruction. THAT was true friendship to me. People who weren’t afraid to tell me what I was doing may not be the best thing for me. I knew their message was coming from a place of love, and not from a place of repression. Yes, we all make mistakes. Yes, hopefully, we learn from those mistakes. Yes, we are called by God to love everyone, and not to judge. However, the Bible doesn’t stop there. It wasn’t written by a group of weak individuals who were afraid of hurting someone else’s feelings. It is the written Word of God, and it is Truth. You can’t sugarcoat it. You can’t pick out only the parts that line up with your lifestyle. You can’t look for loopholes. It is very clear in what is right and what is wrong. Sin is sin. Period.

It frightens me that so much sin in today’s world is mainstrain and accepted. Heaven forbid that we DARE to take a stand against something that scripture clearly tells us is wrong. We might be chastised. Worse yet, we might not be part of the “cool group” if we speak up, so guess what?… we aren’t speaking up. Not anymore. Not churches, not parents, and certainly not kids. Why would they? They’ve never seen it being done.

I won’t turn this blog political, but you can see what’s taken place in this country just looking the time of the end of Obama’s presidency to the current Trump term. This country is practically unrecognizable to me. There is no respect for authority- the President, the police, teachers, parents, etc. I truly feel that Satan is having a party in the good ole’ USA, and our children are his targets. They are young and impressionable. They are easy prey. Children are just that… children. They aren’t developmentally capable of thinking as adults. We can’t expect them to. They don’t fully understand long-term consequences of short-term decisions.

I had a young adult, early 20’s, not too long ago attempt to “educate” me on how unfair it was that I checked my children’s phones. They said this was a tremendous invasion of my children’s privacy. I’d like to share a few things on the subject…

First, there is nothing I wouldn’t do to protect my kids. Parents, if you AREN’T checking your children’s devices regularly, you may want to seriously reconsider. Giving a child a smartphone is giving them a direct gateway into the world. Look around. The world is a scary place right now. There is easy access to porn, unbelievable things on YouTube, not to mention apps which encourage bullying and even suicide. I’m not making that up. Do your research. To think you can TRUST your CHILD enough that they won’t ever be tempted enough to dip a toe (or fully dive) into this evil is naive. Don’t be naive. There are friends on my FB page who will probably read this, and not even know that right now I know things about their children that perhaps even they don’t. How? Because I check my children’s devices. My job as a parent is to protect my kids. My SPIRITUAL job as a parent is to ensure that they are seeking things which glorify God, and not this corrupt place we call Earth.

See, I don’t care if I make my kids mad. I don’t care if they don’t like their “privacy” invaded. What privacy? Privacy to hide things? Privacy to invite harm? I’m not their BFF. I’m their parent. There’s a big difference. I pay for those devices. I feed their little mouths. I clothe them, I drive them, and I make sure they have a roof over their heads. Again, because I love them, there is nothing I won’t do thank protect them. Would you put an infant alone in a room with a butcher knife and just HOPE that nothing bad happens? That child needs to be safeguarded.

Second, please teach your children, and I’m teaching mine, to be bold enough to take a stand against what is wrong. We can’t feed into this current trend of rearing children who will encourage one another in their sin out of fear that if they speak out, they will be outcast. Everything that makes you happy isn’t okay. “If it feels good, do it” is a foolish and dangerous life mantra. Sin isn’t okay. As Christians, we are called to be set apart from this world. If we live just as the world does, and if we act and talk just as the world does… well, where is Christ in us then?

Third, and finally, I’m so thankful for the brave souls that I do know who are parenting daily to make a difference in the lives of their children. This is not a task for the faint of heart. Parenting is a constant, daily task that we can’t put down just because we are weak, or tired, or even more honestly- because we are selfish, I think that selfishness, quite frankly, is 99% of the problem with the world today. Adults are so busy looking after their own desires that many children are being forced to raise themselves, and they can’t do that. Children aren’t parents.

My prayer for each person reading this is protection for our children, strength for our battles, and may God let us hear what we need to hear and see what we need to see when it come to our kids.

Circle those wagons, friends.

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