When I'm caught up in the duties of life as a mother, I forget that my children are people. They are not robots to program with obedience. They are not burdens to bear until they move out. They are not projects to work on and complete. They are people, with desires, gifts, dreams, and emotions, like my friends and me.
They are more like me than they are different.
Yet when I see their fears, doubts, or anger bubble up to the surface, I can be dismissive, even rude - especially if it is after bedtime!
How quickly I forget what it is like to be a child.
Almost ten years old can seem so mature, but she comes to us with the fears that taunt her as she tries to fall asleep at night.
I was once that girl.
So I pray. I pray for God to soften my heart and forgive me for my lack of compassion. I pray for God to give me wisdom about how to encourage this not-so-little-anymore girl in our care. I pray for practical ideas.
Here's the fruit of that last prayer, a ring of index cards about trusting God when we are afraid. Maybe a little or big person in your life could use some encouragement like this. All you need are some index cards, a hole puncher, a bible with a concordance, a pen, and a fastener.
I would never hesitate to use the Word to encourage a friend; I'm glad God clued me in to the fact that I can do the same for our children. Be nice, I'm a slow learner, friends!
Have a lovely day!