It’s tough being a mom.
It’s tough to watch your kids get hurt with bumps and bruises on the sidewalk or road. When they are young, often a bandaid and a mommy kiss will bring back a smile. And yet when they are older and stumble on the bumps of the road and sidewalks of life, your mom arms feel too short and words fail (but prayers never do).
It’s tough being a mom when your kids face ridicule or rejection and lose themselves when they long to fit in. Your heart wants them to stand tall and even stand out rather than see themselves as ‘less than’ especially when you know so much better.
It’s tough facing the comparisons your kids see in others, whether seeing families doing things like special vacations, or getting the latest toy or car or clothes, when you know your family uses its resources differently. Not better or worse, but different.
It’s tough seeing families breaking apart, even friends of your kids, and it breaks your own heart as a mom, knowing the hard things going on behind the scenes, and the heartbreaks that each member experiences within the hidden places of their hearts.
It’s tough to say no when you’d rather say yes. And especially when other moms say yes, maybe because they’re exhausted, or ignorant of the impact, or maybe they don’t care, or because they don’t share your values. You know in the long run it would not be a good choice or would establish an unhealthy precedent and you have to hold the line in the face of your kids’ disappointment and face the charges of ‘not understanding,’ and being mean.
It’s tough releasing your kids so happy and free to a harsh world that is out to steal their joy and confuse their identity.
It’s tough being a mom and not letting the world infiltrate the peace of your home, challenging the position you have and constantly competing for the hearts of your children.
It’s challenging to live in such a tough world, and yet the toughness of the world is raw and harsh, hardening itself against kindness and truth. We want our kids to stand strong and yet continue to live lovingly and speak truthfully.
Women of courage, I call out the toughness along with the tenderness within you.
Mothers of strength, I call out the grit and resilience that your children need to see within you and that you impart to them by your example.
I call out Faith within you to rise so it gains ground and will yield fruit in the lives of your children, providing the tools they will need as they are surrounded by a growing faithless society.
You are here as a mom at this time and this place for a purpose far beyond what your eyes can see, far beyond the stretches of your imagination and your heart.
Your children are not unseen by God. He saw them in the womb, He sees in their hearts in the present, and He sees into the adults they will become in the future.
He knows, He sees, He cares.
Your children have been given a great purpose, and you are a part of that, a purpose that extends and expands beyond the days that you have breath.
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Believe it.
Stand on it.
Pray it through.
They need this tough and tender mom. They need you.