Our Roles Seem To Have Reversed

Tonight I plopped down on the couch next to my 11 year old just before bedtime.

And shortly after I sat down, he put his arm around my shoulders and gave me a squeeze.

I felt my heart skip a beat.

I mean, goodness, I’m pretty sure it was just yesterday that I was holding him in my arms to rock him at bedtime.

But tonight our roles seemed to have reversed.

This motherhood thing. Sometimes it sure wrecks me.

It is so so fun. But yet so so terrifying.

It is so rewarding. But yet so trying, so hard.

Sometimes I question myself. And God. I’m not sure I’m enough for this.

Some days I honestly feel like I have no idea what I’m doing.

How do I teach these boys to become strong in Christ, when so often I feel so weak?

How do I teach these boys with a firm hand, but yet a gentle patience?

How do I show them to love and serve others, when sometimes I struggle with doing just that?

They grow fast. And the time I have to teach them all the things is quickly fading.

But here’s what I know is true.

Alone, I’m not enough.

Alone, I will never be.

But when I turn my eyes to Him, when I put my confidence in Him, I will be enough.

He trusted me with these kids. And he trusted you with yours.

He gave us this job as a mom. He picked these kids to be ours.

With Him, we can do this.

We can plant the seeds. And let Him take care of the rest.

*via My House Full of Boys