“Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself unless it abides in the vine, so neither can you unless you abide in Me. I am the vine, you are the branches; he who abides in Me and I in him, he bears much fruit, for apart from Me you can do nothing.” John 15:4-5
There are so many seasons we go through in life. In everything we have great seasons of reaping and seasons of sowing. Through it all, if we are not connected to the Lord we will be thrown this way and that and we end up on the ground looking up wondering what happened.
In order to thrive as a woman, wife, parent, friend, leader we have to abide in the Lord. The fruit of our labor only comes when we are connected to the one who gives to us the wisdom and strength to bear good fruit.
I have been through alot in the past few years. My husband and I have had doors slammed shut in our faces only to turn and hear the Lord saying to follow him. We’ve struggled with finding jobs and providing for our family. Our family has been growing, and growing, and growing. We have struggled financially and physically and emotionally. But through it all I have remained connected to the Lord.
Every day I make an intentional effort to spend time with Jesus. We cannot truly abide if we do not open up the Word of God and make an intentional effort to open our hearts and ears to the Lord.
The secret to thriving through each season is how intentional we are to spend time with Jesus and allowing His Word to penetrate our hearts. It’s a daily choice we need to make if we are going to thrive at all in life through all the seasons we go through.
In this season of parenting for me, it seems I have more days where I find myself at the end of the day finally putting my head on the pillow saying, “I will try again tomorrow.” There are many times I feel like I’ve failed, like I am the worst parent ever, and thankful I made it through the day.
It takes courage to parent. It takes courage to walk through the day and fight through breaking apart each wrestling or yelling match or constantly being called upon. Our children deserve to see their parent’s courage, even in the midst of exhaustion and failure.
Courage is a choice. We can choose to fight, run away, or pee down our leg. Courage is not easy, it’s not always loud either. Courage is getting up every morning, taking each day one moment at a time and making the choice to keep moving. Courage is choosing joy in the midst of it all.
God has called me to motherhood. He has blessed me with three beautiful children and another one to add to my crazy circus.. Courage in the midst of my world comes from turning to Jesus and saying I cannot do it anymore, please carry me. And He will!
Joshua 1:9 “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with yo wherever you go.”
My strength comes from the Lord. Thank goodness because most days I am in short supply. So today I will choose courage. I will choose joy. I will choose to fight.
Today I will fight to spend time with Jesus, at His feet. I will fight to fuel my heart and energy with the strength and joy of the Lord. I will fight for my children. I will fight for their eternities, because in the end that’s what I have been called to do.
Being vulnerable is an art.
It’s quite a daunting task if we haven’t been first honest with ourselves. I struggle with this. I am the momma bear, the caregiver. I naturally want to take care of everyone. However, I am not able to give my best when I am not OK.
I am learning that it is OK to not be OK.
We each have our strengths and talents and for some we can push through a lot. We can take on a lot of stress, worry, anxiety and push aside our insecurity and fear with our pride to make it seem like we’re ok. But learning to be vulnerable starts with first being vulnerable with ourselves.
Paul reminds us in Corinthians that God is the one “who comforts us in all our affliction so that we will be able to comfort those who are in any affliction with the comfort we ourselves are comforted by God.” (1 Corinthians 1:4).
Someone recently shared with me that in order to comfort others we must first be comforted and being comforted means opening ourselves up to allow someone to see us in those vulnerable moments and give us comfort.
When we withdraw from those whom God has placed in our lives, we are not allowing God to comfort us. We are called to carry the burdens of each other (Galatians 6:2), we are not meant to do this life alone.
I’ve been challenged to take a look at what I am enduring or pushing through just because I have to and realizing where I might need to stop, be vulnerable, and allow someone to come alongside me and help. After all, we don’t get a village without asking for help.
God wants to comfort us. We shouldn’t let our pride or fear or anxiety get in the way of being vulnerable and opening ourselves up to the comfort from others. Let your village surround you and support you. No one expects you to be perfect and OK all the time.
“Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.”
Children are a blessing and sometimes we don’t always remember that. In those moments of craziness, when you are hoping your children will be worn and tired from the events of the day they surprise you and the opposite happens. You now have children amped up and running in circles around your already exhausted self.
In those moments patience and self-control should be present but seem to fly out the window. (At least for me). I usually end up having to say sorry and let’s start over tomorrow on a better note to my children.
But what if we hit the reset button in the midst of the chaos? What if we figure out a way to redirect their energy into something constructive, something that ends up more like play time?
Our children remember more of how situations made them feel rather than what was actually said or done. So instead of yelling and trying to control the chaos to make it stop, redirect all that energy into something fun.
Remember children are a blessing and we need to remind them that they are a blessing to us. It’s all too easy to fall into the trap of controlling the chaos that we forget our children need to hear how much they bless our lives, despite the chaos.