believes all things
hopes all things…
With all six of her children, my mom referred to the
Terrible Two’s as the Terrific Two’s.
Instead of looking at us through the word terrible, she chose to think the best
of us. No, she didn’t ignore our two-year-old tantrums or let our defiance go
unchecked, but she didn’t label us according to our failures or challenges either.
This past week Jeremy suffered his first fever (five days’ worth)
and was so miserable it broke my heart. His misery expressed itself in
fussiness—a constant drone of crying and groaning, like a sad song on repeat. After
referring to him as “Mr. Fussy Pants” one day, I felt a pang of conviction. My
Heavenly Father never refers to me by my shortcomings, like “Colleen the Worry Wart.”
Rather, He calls me saint, beloved, daughter, sister, friend—names I don’t
deserve apart from Christ. He sees me through Christ’s perfection and not
through my mess. He calls each stage of my life terrific, because He is at work in me—for His glory and my good.
Jeremy is most definitely strong-willed, but wouldn’t it be
a shame to label him “the strong-willed child”? God has gifted him
with that strong will, and while at times it can present a challenge for me as
his mom (yes, already at 10 months), I want Jeremy to feel, from the very
beginning of his life, that his strong will can be a great thing, a strength, a
quality that God can use for His kingdom work. I’m not sure exactly how I’ll
flesh that out on a daily basis in the coming years—I have so much to learn as
a mom. (And from the look of things, I’ll probably fail in my parenting as
often as I succeed.) But for starters, I can pray for God’s wisdom and resist
labeling my little man according to what frustrates or challenges me.
I’m so thankful my Abba sees me through Jesus’ finished work
on the cross and is committed to patiently making me more like Himself. How I
long for my motherhood to be characterized by such resolute faith and hope: seeing
Jeremy for who he can become and reveling in the beauty of who God made him to
be.
Photography by Karen Race
You formed my inward parts;
You knit me together in my mother's womb.
I praise You for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are Your works;
my soul knows it very well.
Wonderful are Your works;
my soul knows it very well.
Psalm 139:13-14


