This past week
marked the celebration of both Mother's Day and my son's birthday. Any attempt
to describe what a blessing my son is to me would wear out my keyboard and
deplete my vocabulary, so I'm not even going to try. However, one of the
blessings of parenthood is that it gives us a better understanding of God's
love for us. Through Christ, we are God's beloved children, and our love for
our children gives us a taste of the immensity, depth, and steadfast nature of
God's love for us.
My love for Zack is
unchangeable and unwavering. No amount of disobedience, failure, foolishness,
or mistakes will ever diminish my love for him. And though I cheer him on
through triumphs and am pleased when he makes the right choices, neither of
those things make me love him any more, because I love him all the time, just
the same.
I rejoice when he
rejoices, and my heart aches for him when he is anxious or sad. I enjoy being
with him, laughing with him, and watching him master new skills and ideas. I do
my best to help him discover his God-given talents and encourage him to pursue
and develop them. I want to know what's on his heart and mind—good or bad. I
can appreciate the position expressed in Isaiah 49:25, "I will contend
with those that contend with you."
It brings me great
pleasure to make him happy and fulfill his wishes, and yet I often withhold
seemingly good things he wants because I know they won't be good for him in the
long run. In short, his welfare, his growth, and his future are always in the forefront
of my mind. Sometimes that means I have to discipline him, disappoint him, or
insist he do things he'd rather not…and often he doesn't appreciate or
understand why because he is unable to see the big picture.
Of course, my love
for Zack can only provide me with an imperfect image of a perfect God's perfect
love, but it's still a good gift.
I wish you were my mom
ReplyDeleteThat's very sweet, but I don't consider myself a particularly great mom. No matter how much we love our kids, all parents are flawed and human. Our love for our kids doesn't keep us from making mistakes and often we love with hearts that have been broken. All moms love imperfectly. However, our heavenly Father's love for us IS perfect. He never changes, and His love is everlasting. He loved us enough to send Christ to die in order that we might be reconciled to Him and be counted among His beloved children. My prayer for you is that you know His love.
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