I love seeing these little hands come to the Word. Isabella climbs up on my lap and flips back and forth through the pages. It’s here – in my not-so-quiet ‘quiet’ time – that God reveals glimpses of grace through my kids because honestly.. in my imperfection, I’m tempted to shoo her away from my neatly set up Bible, coffee + highlighters. But He takes what I’d see as an interruption and transforms it into an opportunity to share His love + truth. And like a gentle peek at the better plan He has for her, my time with Jesus becomes hers as well.
God continues to pursue my children’s hearts and mine too – showing me that really I’m not enough, that I can’t strive enough to be the perfect mom, but that Jesus loves me anyways. He carries my burdens and is working mightily through it all. You see, God’s able to do more through us than we’ll ever know as we surrender our motherhood to Him and love our kids from our identity in Christ. These glimpses of grace are everywhere if we only take the time to see them.
Sometimes, it’s as easy to see as my daughter climbing in my lap. And sometimes, I really have to pause and listen because God wants to tell me how sovereign He is.
Just like a few weeks ago. I was putting Carter to bed and we were reading C.S. Lewis’ The Magician’s Nephew, where the character of Aslan points so profoundly to Jesus. As he made the connection, Carter’s eyes widened along with his sweet smile and you could almost see a lightbulb flashing excitedly overhead. Then, he said word for word,
“It’s like how we trust God and we don’t have to do it ourselves because God loves everyone and you can trust him with everything you need to do because He loves you and He can do good for you.”
Guys, my heart stopped in that moment. How could such wisdom come from a 7 year old? And I don’t say that with pride – I say it with awe because I know with all my soul that it was God who put that knowledge there. I know for a fact that I’m not a good enough mom myself and I always beat myself up about not being a better example of faithfulness. Yet here God showed me that my children’s hearts are in His hands. That my son knows how loved he is by Jesus and that he can put his trust in a good heavenly Father. It absolutely brought me to my knees and I noted this grace-filled moment on my phone to remember it always.
So take this as encouragement mama friends: God’s still at work, loving your kids and drawing their hearts nearer to Himself even in our imperfection. Let’s keep inviting our kids into our faith journey! We may not get that chapter finished when a kiddo starts ruffling through the pages. The quiet you longed for may turn into loud chatter + a toddler jumping on the couch beside you. Or maybe you think that your little faith is not big enough faith for God to work through. But I promise that this is where it gets good! This is where God is able to take your love for Him + use it to pursue your children’s hearts for His own glory. I hope that leaves you as encouraged + expectant as it does for me!
With grace,
Diana Megan
