Friday, April 26, 2013

A Guest Post for the (in)motherhood Ladies (or anyone else who reads!)

Today I've got a dear friend writing on the walls around here. Linda and I connected a few years back before my own family made a journey to Africa. She has been the bearer of encouragement and grace to my mama hungry heart on more than one occasion. I invited her to offer her story here for the women of (in)motherhood to read. The benefit is that her words will be read by anyone who drops by today. I hope you're as blessed and inspired by her beautiful heart as much as I am.

Blessings,




“Becoming a mama will hurt and the job is anything but easy (don’t believe the glossy ads),” writes Jessica Hoover, “but it will also make you more whole than you ever knew if you let God work grace in you and through you to its fullest.”

In only 15 months of motherhood Jessica had pinned down what it took me years to figure out.


So now, on the other side of motherhood, I assure you: Jessica is right.



Growing up, my priority dream was to be a mother so I was thrilled when I became pregnant and loved every part of it, even morning sickness.



But I was in for a surprise, starting with excessive tearing and blood loss. And like all new mothers, I dealt with sleep deprivation, exhaustion, chaos, inadequacy, and impatience. And questions: “Why didn’t God make women so that when they got pregnant, they grew another arm?!”


A season for radical, selfless love

But God, in His grace, gave me perspective: There’s a time and season for everything (Ecclesiastes 3:1), and I was in a short season. It was a time for giving radical, selfless love. (That gave me my first real glimpse of God’s radical selfless love, and that of my mother when I was a newborn. It was my turn to pass it on to baby Matt.) That perspective gave me hope and kept me going.



To do my mothering well, I had to make choices to do the job right. My husband and I chose to live frugally so I could be a stay-at-home mom. He was going to college full-time but was willing to also hold down a full-time job, bless his heart. 



Despite the 24/7 workload, I adored little Matt and marveled at God’s matchless gift. By the time his sister, my beloved Karen, was born, I had a more settled perspective on the radical, selfless love of motherhood.



A season for selfless, committed love



Sometimes mothering my young children felt unrewarding and I felt unappreciated (which gave me a glimpse of how God must feel about our response to His loving care).



I had entered motherhood during the feminist movement when vocal women bad-mouthed men, marriage, and motherhood. They said we should find our worth and fulfillment in careers outside our homes.  They scorned stay-at-home moms. Social pressure was intense.



Many young mothers joined the movement but I chose to live among the despised.



Why? Because of a burning commitment not to just mothering, but to mothering well which, I believed then and now, was a high calling from God.



I chose to live among the despised because while I was pregnant with Matt, this haunted me: In high school and college, some of my best church friends got into drugs and alcohol and messed up their lives—even though their parents seemed to do everything right. That really scared me. I didn’t want my kids to go astray. 

God impressed upon me that I had to raise my kids right the first time around. I wouldn’t get a second chance at it. God reinforced my perspective:  I was in a season, a time for selfless, committed love. God had given Matt and Karen to me as precious gifts and I needed to steadfastly carry out His high calling.  For that season, mothering was my career priority.



After the kids started school, sometimes I worked part-time outside the home but mothering remained my career priority: I always arranged to be home when the kids were home because God gave me this perspective: after the kids grew up, I’d have many years to enjoy a career and pastimes. God gave me peace in that perspective and that led to a sense of worth and fulfillment. My role in that season as Matt and Karen’s mother was my joy, my delight, my privilege.



A season for selfless, contented love



The time came when every newspaper, magazine, and TV ad told me my possessions were not good enough, new enough, or the right color. I wanted a bigger, newer house with matching furniture. I wished I didn’t drive an old car. I wanted more of the American Dream. That required money and that meant I’d need a full-time job.



God didn’t give me peace, though, about keeping up with the Joneses. Bible verses leaped off the page: Don’t long for material things. Don’t accumulate possessions; they only wear out and have no lasting value. (Hebrews 13:5, Matthew 6:19).



God really zinged me with what Jesus said in Matthew 6:32. Money and possessions are what pagans run after! Pagans! Did I want to act like a pagan?!



“Watch out!” Jesus said, “your life isn’t defined by the abundance of your possessions!” (Luke 12:15)



Instead, he urged us to make God the center of our lives, our first priority, and said, “Don’t worry about missing out. You’ll find all your everyday human concerns will be met” (Matthew 6:33, The Message).



Again God helped me with perspective: I was in a season, a time for selfless, contented love. While my children lived in my house, they were my priority. I chose to focus less on material possessions, live within our means, and be content with the house and furniture we owned. That was God’s high calling for that season.



Don’t get me wrong: I was not a perfect mother. I made mistakes and have asked my kids for forgiveness, but, by God’s grace, Matt and Karen are remarkable adults. I know, I know—I’m their mother and I’m biased, but people I’ve never met have publicly acknowledged they are exceptional. 

My heart rejoices at what God has done.  

But hear me on this: Even if my kids hadn’t turned out well, I’d still know I hadn’t chosen selfish or material pursuits over my children. I’d still know I had done everything I could to raise them well.



A season for extra-radical, selfless, committed, contented love

{A special note to the single mamas among us}



Most, if not all, of you single moms don’t have the option I did: I got to stay home full time when my kids were little and part time once they entered school. But because I was raised by a single mom, I have some understanding of your situation.



After my father moved out, Mom worked like crazy as an elementary teacher to feed, clothe, and shelter my little brothers and me. She made many personal sacrifices to do so. She was in a season of selfless, committed love.



Mom did her best to carry out what is near and dear to God’s heart: to care for the fatherless, the vulnerable, needy, and powerless—those things recorded in the Bible from cover to cover. God also tells us not to turn away from our own flesh and blood (Isaiah 58:7). My brothers and I were innocent children, too young to protect and provide for ourselves, and God called Mom to focus on meeting our needs.



But she did more than meet our financial needs: She raised us in a happy home, a secure home, a fun and God-centered home.



Now, single moms, listen up: You are doing what my mother did. You’re doing what’s near and dear to God’s heart: You are caring for the fatherless, the vulnerable, needy, and powerless. You are caring for innocent children, too young to protect and provide for themselves. You are providing for your own flesh and blood.



Because I was and am so blessed by my mother’s commitment to God-honoring mothering, I really mean it when I say I applaud you single moms for doing your best for your kids emotionally, spiritually, and financially.



Let me say that again: I believe God will honor you single moms for your commitment to responsibly provide for your children.


Why do I believe that? Because by meeting your kids’ significant needs right now, you’re doing what the Bible describes as true worship, the kind acceptable to the Lord. Furthermore, God promises that if you fill needs of the vulnerable and needy, He will meet your soul’s needs—He will strengthen you and give you a full life—in dry and empty places. You’ll be like a well-watered garden and a spring that never runs dry. (Be sure to read Isaiah 58:6-11.)

I encourage you to remember: This is just one season of your life, a time for giving extra-radical, selfless, committed love.



Pray like crazy, trust God to take care of both your physical and spiritual needs, stay focused. Lavish your kids with love. Make your home happy, secure, fun, and God-centered. Take lots of deep breaths.


So, precious young mothers, I leave you with these thoughts:

  • Give God and His purposes priority.
  • He created your child in your womb—each eyelash, kneecap, fingernail; the unique way he’d laugh and she’d sneeze; the shape of her ears; his ability to sing. God has a detailed plan for each child’s life, (Psalm 139:13-16; Psalm 138:8) and in giving you that child, God has called you to partner with Him by being the best mother you can be.
  • Choose selflessness over selfishness; place God-given responsibilities above your own pleasures.
  • Your children will live in your house for a season, only a few brief years.

  • Do your mothering right the first time; you can’t go back and do it differently a second time.

  • What you do today and next week will determine whether you have regrets in the future.

  • Hugs your kids and tell them every day that you love them.

  • Keeping up with the Joneses and pursuing the American Dream are often in conflict with a life committed to God. Like Jessica said recently, the American Dream is too small! Pursue God-sized dreams!
  • After your kids grow up, you can pursue any number of things. (Indeed I have. That’s a picture of me swinging on a vine in the Kakamega Rainforest in East Africa at the bottom of the page.)
  • Pray every day, study the Bible, and train your children in the way they should go. That is your high calling from God.

  • God is good and He has good plans for you and your children!

Whether you’re a stay-at-home mom or a mom that works outside the home, Beth Moore’s words will bless you. She addresses those, like you, who minister to those who “don’t have much to give back.” She says, “The satisfied soul is never a more beautiful display of God’s splendor than when willing to empty self for the lives of others.” (Breaking Free)



Remember, motherhood can make you more whole than you can imagine if your heart’s desire is God and living in His grace. 



 P.S. Don’t yell at your kids because … ahem … Have you ever yelled at them while you’re standing in front of a mirror? Is that how you want them to remember you?!

Linda and her husband worked with Wycliffe Bible Translators for three years in South America and eight years in Africa. Linda's memoir, Grandma's Letters from Africa, covers her first four years there. A former Teaching Leader with BSF International (Bible Study Fellowship), she now teaches memoir classes based on Deuteronomy 4:9, "Always remember what you've seen God do for you, and be sure to tell your children and grandchildren!" She also offers writing tips and inspiration at her blog, Spiritual Memoirs 101.

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