Pandemic or not, now is the time, mama. Now is the time to bow down low, wash their feet, serve them well.
Now is the time to lead them in truth. To read scripture over them, to them and for them. To guide them to the Cross. To teach them. Now is the time to humbly serve, to walk boldly in faith, to love well. And not to fear.
Our time with our children is limited. At best we have eighteen years with them in our homes. That may sound like a lot. That may sound like you have a lot of “somdays” and “soon” but tomorrow isn’t certain and someday may turn to “I wish I would have”.
I lamented over Thao’s fifth birthday. I wanted more time. More than the thirteen years I expected him to live in my home. I was blessed with five. Five beautiful years with him. And eight really hard ones without him, so far.
There is grace in the somedays and soons and if only…but we can turn it all around today. Your babies need to hear your voice speaking God’s word over them, praying for them. They need to know who you turn to when you are afraid. They need to know that love is unconditional. They need to know this world is not our home and someday, all these fears will be no more, all these wrongs will be made right, all this pain and suffering will be renewed. They need to know that in the end, good will win, Jesus comes back and death will be made undone. They need to know Jesus. Give them Jesus.
