“for the weapons of our warfare are not of the flesh, but divinely powerful for the destruction of fortresses. We are destroying speculations and every lofty thing raised up against the knowledge of God, and we are taking every thought captive to the obedience of Christ.” – 2 Corinthians 10:4-5, NASB
I’m afraid. Not of what you might expect–rather, I’m afraid of speaking correction to one of my children. Difficulties arise from time to time in family life, and I’m beginning to recognize my tremendous hesitation to speak out. I’m afraid it will make matters worse. Plus, it’s easier to just take it and let it pass. Or is it?
Yesterday was filled with challenges, two of which surpass all. First thing in the morning, my husband was contacted by our eldest son: a shooting had occurred in the dorm lobby of his good friend.* Details were limited and nerves were extremely rattled. Throughout the day, I prayed and sought to support our son. He needed to process events and receive comfort, strength, and assurance. Truly I desired to supply all I could by listening, praying, and pointing him to Scripture–specifically Psalm 91:11. Next came a strong difference of opinionwith another child, which led to much upset. Wanting to respond properly, I endured and mostly maintained my composure. Yet eventually I retreated outside and dissolved in tears. Both of these experiences demanded intense attention and added pressure to an already full schedule.
Life’s pressures overwhelm at times. Just when it seems we can’t handle anymore, something else descends heavily. Wonderfully God had given me a Bible verse hours earlier: “And God is able to make all grace abound to you, that always having all sufficiency in everything, you may have an abundance for every good deed” (2 Cor. 9:8). Grace–whew! I needed it! Abundant, overflowing, precious grace.
Thankfully my child apologized. That doesn’t mean, however, we see eye to eye on everything our situation entailed. Which is where my fear comes in. Wholeheartedly I long for God’s best for my child, but I frequently feel so timid or inept when it comes to speaking correction. Instead of prayerfully trusting God for the outcome and moving forward responsibly, I’m cringing and avoiding conflict.
Motherhood takes courage. In a world where many positions are rightfully honored and valued, sometimes motherhood gets left behind. Sometimes Christian mothers aren’t appreciated for their repeated march into battle for their children. Certainly I don’t see myself as an amazing mother–probably a good thing. Perhaps, though, if I start looking at myself as God’s instrument in the lives of my children, courage will swell within and flow out with positive force.
While often I’m blind to it, God continually equips me as a mom. Though my faults abound, His grace abounds all the more. I will lean on Him to provide exactly what I need in this particular circumstance. He will not fail.
Motherhood takes courage … and God will supply.
Righteous Father, we come to You in need of courage. Please enable us to speak and guide our children in Your everlasting truth. Please open our lips to tell of Your perfect ways. Please grant us confidence regarding the Christian influence You’ve called us to impart to our children. We are Yours, Father, and we trust You to work out Your will in every situation as we step out in faith. In Jesus’ victorious name, Amen.
*Please pray for the Hathaway family, who lost their son, Joshua, in this tragic event.