Faith...where did I put you?

Bear

Bug

 Let me start by introducing two of the stars of this blog, my darling children. I will refer to them as Bear & Bug. These two angels have been the greatest blessing I could have ever asked for. I only thought I had a great life until these two came into the picture. It is very true that a mother's love is undeniable, unfailing, and will always be there. I also now understand why even the most despicable of all criminals are still loved by their mothers. Some magical process takes place the day you find out these little creatures are growing inside you. You can only dream of how wonderful your children will be once they are born, however, you never can truly guess how great they will be. I believe fully that this is part of the special grace and blessing that God gives us as mothers. He has made our hearts capable of loving these little people before they are born and more than anything else in this world....much like His love for us.

We are so blessed to have a loving Father who gave His most precious gift, His son, for us. Can you imagine? I have a hard time wrapping my head around that sometimes. Would I be able to give one of my children up for the sake of all? Blessed are the examples we have such as Abraham, who walked on faith and trusted in God that if he was called to sacrifice his son, he would do so even if it pained him. I pray for this faith for myself and all mothers and fathers. We all love our children dearly but lack this Abraham-like faith quite often.

A recent example, little Bear has been having some issues in school and my husband and I tried everything we knew to get this little guy back to behaving the way he should be. Nothing seemed to be working, just felt like hitting our heads against the wall! Finally, (and this should have been the FIRST thing we did) I poured my heart out to our loving Father and asked Him for His grace, mercy, guidance, and abounding love to lead us in this journey. Honestly, before this moment driving down the road, crying my eyes out, I don't know if I have ever so clearly felt the hand of God on me. However, there literally was peace like a river that poured over me. A calm assurance that my husband and I are not raising this boy on our own, but with the help of the Heavenly Father, came to me. Where was my faith before? Why did I not turn to Him before? Probably for the same reason people for hundreds of years have not turned to God when there was a problem.....WE ARE HARD HEADED! If God can bring Daniel out of the lions den unharmed, why wouldn't He be able to handle a 3 year old, much less a 27 year old mother?