Zaiah kept blowing harder and harder on his little recorder. And he was very upset. He thought that music notes would literally come out the end.
He was frustrated.
But his presumption was entirely false. He needed me to explain that cartoons are not real. That music is what you hear not what you see. He needed to know the truth.
But sometimes the truth is not so light hearted. Sometimes the truth is very hard.
Like the truth that I fail my children. Every day.
I get frustrated. I snap. And withdraw. I half heartedly teach them about God. And neglect to show them, with my every action, the love and gratitude for my Lord and Savoir.
And then, in the quiet moments, when I can watch them calm and peaceful in their sleep – my gut wrenches. We are so busy trying to navigate through parenthood that we miss the beautiful, cherishable moments.
We are so busy trying to feed, clothe, bath, and maintain a relatively calm household – and we forget that our main objective is not to feed their mouths but to feed their souls.
So this summer, we have made a distinct point to be more intentional about the moments we spend with our children. Here are a few of the intentional moments we took to share Jesus with our kids:
- Last night, my husband sat them all down to do a family devotion. And we prayed for Mama and Daddy to have the commitment to continue that regularly.
- We went on an “Owl Prowl.” We didn’t see an owl but we had the opportunity to point out all of the beauty in God’s creation. And as they learned how to call an owl with their voice, we had the opportunity to encourage them to use the voice that God gave them. My daughter, especially, needs encouragement that God made her beautiful.
- We have been more consistent in requiring all the children to help with the chores around the house. It gives us the privilege of teaching them responsibility – that God has abundantly blessed us and we are responsible to maintain and care for all that He has given us.
- I have enjoyed sharing my flowers with my kids. I get to see those precious faces light up as they get a little wet and dirty. And as I cherish them, they learn more about their cherished identity in Christ.
These are only a few of the opportunities that we have seized in the countless moments that God provides each day. Instead of desiring to spend time together, or to provide them with all our needs, we have recommitted to pointing all things back to our God.
And just as I did before, I have days in which I fail miserably. Where I miss the point of motherhood all together.
But even in my failure, God is glorified. My children still see my short comings. But more importantly, they also the God of unfailing love and forgiveness who cherishes us even in our weakest moments.
My flesh and my heart may fail,
but God is the strength of my heart
and my portion forever. Psalm 73:26