Over the past week I keep getting this picture in my mind. It's from a time that I'd say was my darkest hour. I hadn't given my heart to Jesus yet but little did I know I was about to.
Before I came to know Christ my choices landed me in a pretty abusive relationship. One of my last memories I have before Christ was hiding behind our apartment dumpster with my sweet 4 year old girl and beautiful 7 month old on my hip. We were hiding from their father. Now before I go on I do not in anyway want to down talk him. I made terrible choices too. I share this only to give you the back drop of my past. My "darkest hour". And if you ever feel led please pray for him.
Anyway, I had not been able to figure out why that image kept replaying in my head and finally God spoke. He reminded me that He loved me just as much that day as He does today and the same as He will on my day of completion when I will be called to come home to Him. He reminded me that in that darkest hour He seen me at my best and His masterpiece and all the plans He had for me. Whoa!!! That is super amazing to think about. So as He shared that with me He also reminded me not to fear for my children when they stumble and struggle. He encouraged me to love them through their darkest hours and to keep in mind they too are His masterpiece and He sees their finishing story.
I think if we looked at our children the way God looks at us we wouldn't freakout so much, well I don't think I would anyway. Sometimes as a mom I feel like I need to carry all the weight but that's far from the truth. Our burdens even as parents should be placed at the feet of Jesus. Now don't go thinking we don't hold a responsibility lol. We do ya know! But I think less fretting and more praying would be best.
So let's love our babies always, being heavenly minded even in their darkest hour.
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