Being a parent is the most wonderful, scary, exciting, heart wrenching, incredible, frustrating experience I have ever encountered. You move from one season to the next hoping it will get easier, yet finding that although there is change, mothering will never, ever be easy.
As the seasons pass, you wonder: will they ever eat solid food, be potty trained, stop yelling “NO!”, learn how to share, be able to focus on one thing for more than three minutes, learn to sit through the church service, start kindergarten, learn how to read, catch on in math class, make Christian friends, stop rolling their eyes when I offer my suggestions, or become totally yielded to God?
Much of parenting takes place in seasons of waiting. Waiting for them to learn. Waiting for God to open their eyes. Waiting.
I trust God. I really do. Trusting Him hasn’t been the hard part. For me, the hard part has been that there seems to be so much WAITING that comes along with parenting! I want to see Him working. I want to see just a glimpse of what He is doing. I want to see evidence that He is stirring in their hearts, opening their eyes, and changing them.
Most of the time I am not able to see it. I am simply told to trust.
During these times of waiting, I have found myself fighting for joy. If I could just see that my prayers are working and my efforts are bearing fruit, then I might be able to find joy. It dawned on me one day that much of my “joy” has been based on seeing the fruit of my labor and prayers. At times it’s what has motivated me onward. Shouldn’t we have joy even when we don’t see what God is doing? As I was walking through one of these waiting times, a word came to my mind:
God seemed silent–except for that one word. He told me to persevere. Persevere without any clue of what the future holds. Persevere because He has asked me to. Persevere trusting in Who He is. Persevere and find joy and purpose in God. He gave me that one word. He didn’t tell me my kids would be fine, or that all my efforts and prayer would bear fruit. He just said one word. He reminded me of truth and He gave me the following:
Persevere with me and find that joy — true joy — is only found as we focus on the Savior while persevering in prayer and pouring our lives into our calling of being a mother. Will you persevere with me?