It’s amazing the lessons I learn watching my children. As I watch them I realize how much we as adults really are like little children. I am starting to understand “And Jesus called a little child unto him, and set him in the midst of them, And said, Verily I say unto you, Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter into the kingdom of heaven. Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven,” Matthew 18:2-4.
This last few months have been quite a blur. My husband and I decided in February to start survivinghome.org, a ministry for veterans with PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder). We have been trying to start this ministry while continuing with work and an increasingly insane commute home, and still have somewhat of a family life.
We are totally country people who enjoy early 1800s life. Washing clothes in the creek and hanging them on the outdoor clothes line, living off-grid, collecting firewood, driving my miniature horse with my kids next to me in the cart — living very simply with lots of nature around.
We have gone through a ton of changes in the last few months, though, and now after all of this craziness. we are moving. I have to admit that I hate moving. And, I hate change. Change has never been something that has been easy for me. Now I observe my son struggling with it as well. Learning to help my son through the changes also has helped me to see the way Christ wants to help me through the changes. There are positive changes coming and I am looking forward to them, but sometimes just taking one minute at a time is overwhelming.
My husband qualified for a scholarship program that is going to pay for two years of diesel mechanic school, all of his needed tools, books, and uniforms for the program. God has really blessed in this, as the last two and a half years have been very hard on us financially due to lack of steady work for my husband. It has never been his fault —he is a wonderful provider — but it’s just how the trade industry goes. We are committed to me staying home and homeschooling the kids, and even though it has been a struggle, it is starting to pay off.
Often times when I see my kids struggling in an area, I tend to get irritated and frustrated at them for being so childish. Then, in my quiet time with Christ, I see that even though I am “grown up,” I am still struggling with the same kind of issues my kids are. I want stability, and in this world of increasing instability, I need to rely more and more on Him for the stability I so deeply desire. The last couple of months I have been working hard to learn to claim promises and to rely more on God. He is truly blessing in that, and I am so grateful for His leading. I have found a new peace, and I am looking forward to sharing it with my kids.
What a blessing these past several months have been in spite of all of the struggles. God has given me a newfound appreciation for the privilege I have to raise my kids and to learn those vital lessons in raising them, to be able to teach them that in every trial we can praise the Lord for His goodness, love, and mercy.
My Father is patiently working on my faults and loving me in spite of them, and as I continue to see how He guides me in my faults, I continue to reach out to my kids to guide them in the same way He does me. Here is to another year, and here is to another chance to witness for Him! Here is to an amazing time to be alive, relying on Him and trusting His leading! As we start this new school year (with my husband schooling along with my kids), I want to learn to praise Him and reach my kids though love and example.
Please join me on this journey as we explore His loving kindness; how to reach our kids through our actions, words, and time; and how to grow up in Him. Blessings to you all this upcoming month!