Am I Being A Faithful Mother?

What does being a faithful mother mean?

What does being a faithful mother mean?

What comes to mind when you think of the word faithful? Usually when I think of that word, it is in terms of marriage, such as being a faithful spouse, or in terms of church, such as faithfully attending church or serving in ministry. I have to admit I have never considered faithfulness as relating to me as a mother. And if I ever did, I certainly would have thought I was being a faithful mother. After all, I am with my children almost every hour of every day. What could be more faithful than that?

According to the Merriam-Webster dictionary, faithful means ” having or showing true and constant support or loyalty.” By that definition, am I still as faithful of a mother as I thought I have been? Yes, I am here to physically support my children at all times, but what about spiritually? Am I truly, constantly, and loyally supporting my children’s spiritual needs?

My children need to see the heart of Jesus in me. They need to see that no matter what they do, I will never stop loving them and never consider them a burden. Although I think my children know that, am I constantly, faithfully, showing them?

Today at lunch my 2-year-old spilled her noodles all over herself and the floor for the umpteenth time this month. I immediately felt myself getting frustrated at yet another mess I had to clean up. I started to say something to her out of exasperation when the Lord put this verse on my heart:

“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins…” -1 John 1:9

Can you imagine if every time I made a mistake, my Heavenly Father reacted with frustration? Can you imagine the Lord talking down to me for yet another one of my messes that He had to clean up? I wouldn’t want to confide in a Father like that. I wouldn’t feel loved by a Father like that. I would find it hard to trust a Father like that.

Fortunately, my Heavenly Father is not like that. He loves me even when I am a mess. He is faithful to forgive me of my sins, no matter how many times I foolishly repeat them. And I love Him with all my heart and soul because of it.

That is the kind of love I want to show my children. The kind of love I want to live out in my home. Faithfully loving my family. Faithfully forgiving my family. Showing the heart of Jesus to them no matter how many times they spill the noodles, or the water, or whatever mess it is that they are getting themselves into. Right now my children are young, so the messes they make are easy to clean up. I want to show them now that I will faithfully be there for them, so that when they are older and have messes in their lives that aren’t taken care of by a few paper towels, they will trust me enough to come to me and let me help them. I want them to trust my faithfulness.

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Pregnancy After Loss


Today, in honor of Pregnancy and Infant Loss Day, I am writing a post about getting pregnant again after a miscarriage. Last year in May I went to a routine prenatal appointment at 15 weeks gestation and discovered that my sweet baby no longer had a heartbeat. He had been taken into the arms of Jesus before I ever got to hold him in mine. The next few months are somewhat a blur as I went through the motions of my day, caring for my other children, while trying to process the loss. I remember the absolute worst things that people could say to me at that time was, “Well, at least you weren’t very far along” or “It’s for the best, there must have been something wrong with the baby anyway.” Yes, I heard those both more times than I care to remember. And each time it felt like a knife through my heart. It’s true I wasn’t very far along, but that little baby already had a place in my heart, in my family, and in my dreams of the future. I spent a lot of time those next few months pouring my heart out to God, reading His Word, and writing down my feelings. I truly believe that all three of those things helped keep me from falling apart.

Fast forward a year, and I’m pregnant again. Although it felt so different at first. Every other pregnancy I have felt joy mingled with excitement and a little bit of nervousness. I’ve wanted to tell everyone and my pregnancy is all I ever want to talk about. I wasn’t prepared for the shift this time in how I would feel. I was more nervous than joyful. I was reserved. I didn’t want to tell anyone right away-because what if it happened again?

I think what took me most by surprise was my inability to bond with this new life growing inside me. It’s like I was holding back so that I wouldn’t get my heart broken again. There was no singing lullabies to my tummy, no rubbing it while murmuring affectionate words and hopes for our new life together. And so much anxiety. Why haven’t I felt movement yet? Is what I’m feeling normal? Did this happen last time or with my “normal” pregnancies? I over-analyzed and over-thought every little thing.

Even now at 8 months pregnant, I’m just beginning to hope. I can feel the baby moving and kicking all throughout the day, so I think that helps to reassure me that everything is good. I still notice a reservation, but I am trying to work through that. I also notice I am more susceptible to becoming depressed. I have to daily look for joy in my life so I don’t get sucked into a black hole of worry, doubt, and hopelessness.

I have to remind myself that God is in control, and no matter what happens He will never leave me nor forsake me. He already knows what tomorrow holds, and as long as I look to Him I will be okay. Although this pregnancy has not been what I’ve expected, I am happy. Happy to once again feel a baby in my womb. And hopeful. Hopeful that in 7 short weeks I will be able to hold this baby in my arms and kiss it’s newborn, glowing face. And hopeful that one day in Heaven I will be able to do the same for my little boy that I never got to meet in this life.

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I Can’t Do It Alone

Thy Word Is Truth

Thy Word Is Truth

This pregnancy has been hard on me. I have been more tired than I remember with my other ones, and while I found out a reason and a solution to the physical exhaustion, I have allowed that to make me spiritually exhausted as well.

I’ve thought things I shouldn’t think. And allowed myself to go on thinking them.

I’ve said things I shouldn’t say.

I’ve had a horrible attitude.

I’ve fed the depression and anxiety instead of turning it over the The One who can help.

Daily, I have let the chores of keeping up the house and homeschooling my children become a burden to me. I have been trying to do it in my own strength. And the truth is I Just Can’t!

My life has been so busy. I’m in a busy season right now. And in order to make time for everything, I have cut out the most important thing. My daily prayer and Bible time with the Lord.

It’s now wonder I have been so overwhelmed. I haven’t been refreshing myself daily. I haven’t allowed the Lord to lead. I’ve been relying on myself.

And the truth is: I will always fail. I will always come short. Another truth: I don’t have to live that way. There is a better way.

“I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.” -Philippians 4:13

Jesus Christ can and will strengthen me. He will lead and guide me. He will bear my burden. I just have to let Him.

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Letting Jesus Calm the Storm


“Casting all your care upon Him, for He careth for you.” -1 Peter 5:7

I just got back from a road trip to visit my husband’s mom. Before we left, I made my husband promise me that either him or I would drive, and not his older brother who was also taking the trip with us. Not because his brother is a bad driver, but because I get horrible anxiety anytime we travel. Not just to the next town over or a drive we make regularly, but when we go on a long trip. This time we were going 16 hours away and we were going to be driving overnight to make it easier on the kids. So, yeah, my anxiety was in full effect.

One would think that with my husband driving, I could relax and sleep with the kids, especially since I am 7 months pregnant. Any normal person would. But I find it nearly impossible. I have to keep my eyes on the road in case my husband misses something and I have to watch the speedometer and “remind” him of how fast he is going  and I have to keep my husband talking so he doesn’t fall asleep. Really, the only one of those I should be doing is keeping my husband awake. The rest just aren’t my jobs. So why do I have such a hard time letting my husband do his job and just be content to do mine?

Control. Yes, I am a bit of a control freak. I said it. I feel like I have to have my hand in everything and be a part of every little detail or it won’t go right. Which results in me having serious stress and anxiety about the littlest things-like traveling. In reality, I can’t control anything from the passenger seat. Yes, if my husband starts to fall asleep I can get his attention and we can pull over, but beyond that there’s really nothing I can do. My husband is the driver. I am just along for the ride.

I think this carries over quite a bit into my spiritual walk with God. Because I have such a hard time being a passenger in life it is often hard for me to just “let go and let God.” I try to rein Him in to do my will, when in reality I should be more concerned about doing His will. His way is perfect and He knows the best course of action and the best decision for me. He knows me better than I know myself. I would do well to be content with being a passenger and letting God drive. It’s when I try to rush ahead and control everything that I get into trouble.

Anyways, back to our trip. It was about an hour before sunrise and we had already driven for about 10 hours straight. My husband was tired. I was tired (and cranky). We stopped at a travel center to get some breakfast and then my brother-in-law was going to drive so my husband and I could get some sleep. I got into the backseat and for the first half hour I was constantly checking over the driver’s shoulder, looking at the speedometer and making comments about what the speed limit was. I was driving everyone crazy and I was making myself sick to my stomach. That’s when I decided to do the smartest thing yet. I prayed. I sat back there in my seat and talked to God, asking Him over and over again to just keep us all safe and let us get to grandma’s house safely. And you know what? After a little while of that, I felt peace. Jesus came and calmed my storm of anxiety and let me know that He was in control, and no matter what happened He was there and we would all be alright. I could finally get some sleep and be the passenger that I should have been all along. Jesus showed me that morning that He is the Master of the storm, and He is in control. It’s okay to let go and enjoy the ride.

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Book review and giveaway!

Crossroads of Character

Crossroads of Character

This week I am giving away this great resource for training character into your young children. This book, Crossroads of Character,  will show children how to make wise choices when presented with real life situations. Each character trait is accompanied by a brief description, a Bible verse, and a short story of young children displaying the trait. The pictures are super cute and are of the author’s family.

My preschool aged children have loved hearing the stories from this book and seeing pictures of children their age. In my opinion, this is a great resource to have in any home where you are trying to instill godly character traits in your children.

The character traits covered in this book are:

  • Obedience
  • Patience
  • Honesty
  • Gratefulness
  • Respectfulness
  • Responsibility
  • Initiative
  • Diligence
  • Kindness
  • Self-Control
  • Contentment
  • Deference (Sharing)

I am happy to be able to give one lucky reader a copy of this book. I hope it can be as much of a blessing to your family as it has been to mine!

All you have to do to enter is leave a comment saying which character trait story you are going to read first.

And you can earn additional entries by:

  1. Sharing this post on Facebook, Twitter, and/or Pinterest. Just leave the link for each one you did in a separate comment so I can see you did it. One entry per share, so you could earn 3 more entries this way!
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So that is 7 entries you can get for a chance to win! Giveaway goes until Saturday, September 27 at 8pm PST. I will choose a winner and email them, then announce here early next week. Winner will have 24 hours to respond to email or another winner will be chosen. Good luck!

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