Armed with God

Kids are so precious. It’s something about being around children that makes us feel reconnected with our own innocence. Back, before I started seeing the world for what it really was. When your a kid, the world looks so different.  It’s kind of like the story of Adam and Eve in the garden of Eden. They were clean, pure, and without sin. Once they ate from the tree, their innocence was gone and was now with sin. As parents, we want to protect our children and their innocence for as long as we can.

Kids see everything. As a parent of 3 children, let me just say that the struggle has been too real trying to protect my children’s innocence. There are so many things I never want my children to ever have to experience in life. The reality of that is that one day they will. So, as a parent, how do you protect them from something you literally can’t completely protect them from? The answer Is simple… God is the only answer. Properly teaching our children about God may be the difference between life and death for that child one day. The truth is, Parents won’t always be there for every bad moment, or struggle, or heartbreak they will go through so we have to equipped our children with the word, sword, and shield of God! Teach them to be praying warriors for God.

My oldest son Has his first big heartbreak recently. It was so hard as his mother to not have been able to protect him from that. Then to top it all off, unfortunately, as few months later, he had his second big heartbreak and once again, I was unable to stop it. I watched my baby’s innocence disappear. This time was the worst. He began acting out, his grades began to drop. He was giving up. It was like life stood still for a moment and my baby was lost in the darkness of his own mind. His eyes became empty and I could even see the pain in his eyes. I did as only a mother could do. Which was do any and everything to help him find his light again. Nothing was working. He got worse and he started lying to me about little things, and then big things. He was numb. So I did something that was probably the most important thing I could have ever done as his mother, I prayed with him. I hugged him and kissed him. I told my son that I loved him no matter what. Most importantly, I reminded him that God loved him most of all and that he is a child of God and that means everything!  As soon as I spoke those words to my son, I looked in his eyes filled with tears and I saw love and innocence back in my baby’s eyes. All of his pain just faded away in an instant of speaking Gods truth to him.

I had to parent from God’s perspective and not my own!

The best gift/weapon of protection that a parent can ever give their child is the knowledge and understanding of God and his Love for us as his children and creation!

THEREFORE, IF ANYONE IS IN CHRIST, THE NEW CREATION HAS COME, THE OLD HAS GONE, THE NEW IS HERE!

2 CORINTHIANS 5:17

There will be may heartbreaking moments that our children will face in life but with a strong foundation in the word of God, they can step out faith in any situation knowing that he is always with them. No weapon formed against them shall prosper!IMG_20171002_015711_709

30 Years To My Rock Bottom

I was the girl that always got her way. If I wanted it, I made sure I got it and did whatever it took to make sure it happen. I wasn’t taking no for an answer. I thought I had complete control of my life,…but I didn’t. I hated my life. My dream always was to get out of my life and as far away from everyone who knew me. I was 8 when I vowed that to myself. Now I’m 30, and I got what wanted……I just didn’t weigh in the damage I was doing to my mind body and soul. Most of all I didn’t consider how shattered, damaged, and broken my heart would be getting it all.

I’m also probally the world’s greatest control freak. I figured as long as I stayed in control, no one could ever hurt me. No one could disappoint me again. No one could ever leave me again. No one could ever take advantage of me again. Most of all, no one could ever use me again. I hate the word used. It aggravates me but only because it’s the one word that describes my entire life….. being used was my life. It was the one thing I never could figure out how to control. People using me. I mean really….is there really a definite way to prevent being used when you never see it coming? What about when it’s your own family that used you?

For some people hitting rock is inevitable. Some people are born into their rock bottoms.  I believe in some cases, our parents are the ones who start us on the paths in life towards our rock bottoms. That’s what mine did. Don’t get me wrong, I love my parents but that doesn’t mean they were great parents. But I know they did the best they could. But that doesn’t mean that their best was enough for me. It seems like nothing is ever enough through my life. I was always in need of something that never got filled. I never understood exactly what it was that I needed but I’ve always known I needed something that was missing. Crazy right, but it’s so my life. This need would forever haunt me all through life. This would cause me to make choices I never thought or imagined I’d make. It changed me throughout the course of my life…….

 

To be continued. …

 

With God, All Things Are Possible