It’s here, finally here, the day I have dreaded for what
seems to be the last two years. My baby girl started Kindergarten. I have to
admit I am anxious and apprehensive. I am scared for me. All the what ifs get
me. Will she need me? What if she gets lost? I hope she eats her sandwhich
first and not her cookies. What am I going to do alone? So much unknown that I get
anxious.
We have a saying here in our house, “Be brave.” I have
taught all three of my sweet ones this for a long time now. Be brave in Jesus
because He is always with you. Be brave and courageous do not fear. In the
mirror in our bathroom reads “For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but
a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline.” 2 Timothy 1:7.
I wrote that there
for my children to read as they get ready so they can know we are not to be
fearful. Praying it over them so they can know they have power in God. So with a
heavy heart, but a big smile on my face I got my sweet, fiery red head ready
for school. I watched her as she walked ahead of me into school with her head
held high, and holding her big brother’s hand and I whispered “Lord make her
brave.”
I left her smiling and ready. Yes, she was ready. I then got
in the car and prayed “Lord make me brave.” Sweetly and tenderly the Spirit
reminded me “Train a child up in the way he should go, and when he is old he will
not turn from it.” Proverbs 22:6. My time is not up and deep down I know that.
I know I have so much more training of those sweet babies to do. It is just a
season. A new and exciting season to see my little baby birds fly. Oh and how I
want them to fly.
As I drove away from the school I remembered all the seasons
we have been through.I remember all the times of crying because teeth were
coming in. It seems like if those blasted teeth would just break through the
swollen pink gums everyone’s life would be so much easier. The times were we
watched Elmo in Grouchland five times a day. Some days I went to bed at night
thinking all I did was say no all day. I laid there many nights wondering if I
was messing it all up or did I do anything right. Was it okay that I just gave up and they ate
brownies for lunch because I was tired of asking them to eat? Yes, yes it was
because we were learning together.
Learning what it means to love each other, learning what
rules are and how to follow directions. I believe with all my heart I am giving
them the best I can give them because I pray for them, love them
unconditionally and teach them the Word of God. I pray over them daily, and on
days like today ALL DAY LONG. It has not
been easy but it is so worth it. When you can see the fruit of your labor you
know that every sleepless night, days of crying together, days of dirty
diapers, dishes, laundry and throw up is worth it. Today I watched all three of
my children walk into school brave. With their heads held high, loving each
other and knowing if momma wasn’t there Jesus was and always will be.
To all of you who still have little ones cherish every
second. The good and the bad. I know the teething and terrible twos are horrid.
You will get through it and you will be victorious. Take it from me I have been
there. Watch one more episode of Mickey
Mouse Clubhouse and sing “Hot dog, Hot dog, hot diggidy dog.” You will make it
through it and that stage of life will be replaced all too soon with having a
preteen! Pray for those babies and train them up in the way should go. They too
can be brave. . It is worth all the work don’t give up. When it gets hard sweet
friends call on Jesus. He is there for you to guide you. Call on Jesus when you
are at the end of your rope and you think you can’t take one more ear
infection, stomach virus or snotty nose. Don’t give up and when they all head
to school keep training them in the way they should go. Don’t ever stop praying
for them and teach them the Word. Let us raise Jesus loving, brave warriors for
his kingdom together!!
