Our Kids Must Go On. . .and we must let them

Ecclesiastes 3

You’re a JUNIOR. Seriously. Stop it.

That’s what I posted on my sixteen-and-a-half-year-old daughter’s Facebook page on her last day of school of being a sophomore.

It’s killing me. 

This has been a year of firsts for her: her driver’s license, her first date, deciding to go on a mission trip.

The crazy thing is, I remember being sixteen-and-a-half.  I remember getting my license. I remember my first date.  I remember deciding to go on my first mission trip (then again, I was thirty-eight, so I should be able to remember that).

And now my baby is getting postcards from colleges trying to woo her to them, to which I think, “Back off, Fill-in-the-Blank College, she’s mine.”

I have been bemoaning time flying since my children were toddlers, but at the ripe old age of forty-two I am beginning to see the beauty of aging.  Something gorgeous is happening.  I have the great benefit of looking back over many, many years – and in this specific case – over the full lives of my two children and seeing their story from beginning to now.  I can see the hand of God on their lives.  I can see answered prayer.  I can see things that I was so freaked out about and how God and time untangled it all.  I can see how they’ve grown and changed and yet stayed fundamentally the person who they already were deep down when I held them the first time (my daughter, screaming and telling the world who she was; and my son, just taking it all in, all chill, like ‘hey mom, what’s up?’).

Don’t get me wrong, I still want time to slow down.  (Like if I could halt it in this moment, I so totally would.)  I still don’t want my kids to leave this house and go out on their own (though, don’t worry, I do really know my main parental job is to prepare them to leave and then to let them go, all the while acting like it’s not torturous).  But I want them to stay just as they are for a few more minutes, hours, days, months, years. 

But we can’t, can we?  We must let our sweet ones go.  As we come to a close of another year, I bet we have all said something like, “I cannot believe how fast this year went…”  We are all looking back on speeding time and we are all looking ahead wishing, wistfully, that we could slow it down.  But the show must go on.  Our kids must go on.  And we must let them. 

There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, 5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing. Ecclesiastes 3:1-5

Are your kids headed into a new season? How are you handling the growth? What advice would you give to other moms struggling to let go?

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Elisabeth is mom to two teenagers. She is the author of several books including, In Search of Calm: Renewal for a Mother’s Heart and Calm in My Chaos: Encouragement for a Mom’s Weary Soul. Learn more about Elisabeth at www.elisabethcorcoran.com.

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The Sweetest Resource to Teach Your Girl About the Sweet Fruit of the Spirit

Princess Bible Purse

The moment my daughter laid eyes on this book, she lit up. Everything a girl could look for in a shiny, new book, My Princess Bible Purse is pink, pretty and full of sparkles. But that description does not just identify its outside. The content in this book is equally beautiful, teaching young girls the fruit of the spirit.

As you know, we love to share about great, new resources that will help moms share the love and lessons of Christ with their little ones. This particular book is right up my ally because it combines cuteness and depth. Walking through the instruction found in Galatians 5:22-23 with an adorable rhyme, My Princess Bible Purse is a wonderful way to teach these important characteristics to your little girl.

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patiencce, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Galatians 5:22-23

This book seems most appropriate for girls ages 3 to 6 when they are most likely to want to carry around a glittery “purse”. Read it to your daughter on the go or quietly before bedtime as you share your heart about God’s desire to see such fruit grow in her own life.

Our friends at Tommy Nelson are giving away a copy of this adorable book to one lucky reader. Enter through Rafflecopter below!!

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How are you teaching your child about the fruit of the spirit?

Jessica Wolstenholm

Jessica Wolstenholm is co-founder of Grace for Moms. She is passionate about writing words of grace for moms and moms-to-be. Co-author of The Pregnancy Companion book, she also blogs about TTC, infertility & pregnancy at ThePregnancyCompanion.com

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Surviving As The ‘Older’ Mom

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{Today’s guest post is from my long time friend, Beth Holmes. Beth is a mom and a writer and well. . .she wears many other hats as a minister’s wife. I am thrilled to have her here at Grace for Moms today.}

I came to the world of motherhood later than some.  Having been married for almost 14 years when Henry was born, we had to start over again learning who we are as a couple, as a family, and for me as a wife and mother.

I don’t fit the profile of a “typical” mom of an almost three-year old boy.  It takes me a few seconds longer than the other moms to get up and down in our Kindermusik class.  My closest friends are not in line with me in the nursery pick-up on Sunday mornings.

But God is teaching me some important lessons through these days, and maybe my experiences can encourage those of you who find yourselves the “older” mom at story time.

1)  The toddler years are only for a season.

I remind myself that these years are a very short season of life, and they will pass quickly.  Little arms will not hang onto my legs forever, and someday I will go to the bathroom by myself.

 2)  If I am intentional, I can continue to pursue things that interest me.

Some days I feel like my brain is turning to mush.  Before Henry was born, I worked in various academic settings.  Then I started watching “Sesame Street,” “Pocoyo,” and Toy Story.  By making small goals for myself, I have learned to finish a book, practice an instrument, or try a new recipe.

3)  Friends who have “been there, done that” are very important to my mental state.

I recently spent an hour and a half of precious nap time talking with a friend whose children are now in school.  Sharing my struggles made me feel so much better.  She assured me that I am normal and this will pass.  I needed someone who could identify with where I am and cheer me on to the other side.

4)  Continuing a romantic relationship with my husband is possible.

Romance is possible, just different.  We have fewer date nights because we not only have to pay for the date, we have to pay for a babysitter.  But that doesn’t keep us from looking for free/inexpensive date ideas, and saving a little for something special.

Being the ‘older’ mother does have its advantages.  I have endured many trials up until the point I became a mom that have opened my eyes to the lessons God can teach us through each season if we remain open to his instruction.

“The precepts of the Lord are right, giving joy to the heart. The commands of the Lord are radiant, giving light to the eyes.” Psalm 19:8

What about you? Whether younger or older, what lesson is God teaching you through these days of motherhood?

Beth Holmes is a wife and mother living in Owensboro, Kentucky.  She thinks life is best served with good books, good music, and good coffee.  You can find her on her blog A Fine Close Weave at bethholmes.wordpress.com

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Jessica Wolstenholm is co-founder of Grace for Moms. She is passionate about writing words of grace for moms and moms-to-be. Co-author of The Pregnancy Companion book, she also blogs about TTC, infertility & pregnancy at ThePregnancyCompanion.com

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Since Becoming a Mom, I’ve Lost Myself

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Before I became a mom, I had lots of time to think about what I liked. I had time to dream, to ponder, to decide what I thought about things. I loved to organize and I loved to accomplish things. I often looked at my checked off to-do list with a sense of accomplishment and pride. I was confident that I would someday get to all the projects that didn’t make it to the checklist.

I dreamt of what kind of Mom I was going to be like.  My journey of infertility gave me an ample amount of time to perfect my picture of motherhood. I knew that I was going to be a great mom. I would never lose my temper with my kids. I would never let my kids run around with their shoes on the wrong feet. I would never wear work out clothes all day. I would never be “that” mom. I would spend my days with my kids reading books, doing crafts, and exploring the outdoors. I was going to be super mom.

Then I got pregnant. I embraced the body changes, as it symbolized that my dreams were coming true. Pregnancy was a rite of passage for me. I read every parenting book, trying to be as prepared as possible. I purchased every possible thing that my little one might need in preparation for her arrival. I was prepared and ready to take on this new role.

Then she came early, by cesarean, and was taken to the NICU. This was not my plan. Nothing prepared me for what motherhood really meant. Leaving my baby at the hospital was one of the hardest things I had ever done. How do you walk away from your heart?  My career, my dreams, my desires, suddenly took a backseat. It’s not like I made a decision to put them there. It just naturally happened. I  realized that this little human being was my responsibility. She depended on me for her every need, and it was up to me to determine what she needed. Suddenly, her dreams were way more important than my own.

Now I am a mom of three under the age of 5, and motherhood doesn’t look like I thought it would. My pre-mom self was confident, organized, prepared, and was ready to take on the world. If my pre-mom self walked into my house now, there is no way she would believe this was going to be her house. My pre-mom self and my now mom self seem worlds apart. When I look in the mirror and see how my body has changed, I sometimes don’t even recognize myself. When I get frustrated with my kids and have to put myself in time out, I think “who are you?  I thought you never lost your cool?” I find myself doing things and saying things that I don’t recognize. Have I lost myself? I worry that in the process of being a mom and making so many sacrifices for the sake of my children that somehow I’m losing my self.

My pre-mom self seems so distant, so out-of-touch, and in some ways prideful and selfish. I look at my now mom self and see a woman who has put her kids needs first. I see a woman who never thought she could get angry, but has now learned to ask for forgiveness and put herself in time out. I look in the mirror and see a woman who will never have her pre-mom body back, but is ok with the scars and is doing her best with the residual weight. I see a woman whose house is disorganized because a lot of time is spent playing and just keeping the day to day routine going. I see the many someday projects and begin to ask myself “will I really do that someday, or am I just being idealistic?” I once felt confident that I could handle it all, and now I see a woman who wakes up some mornings and wonders if she can make it through the day. Will I be enough? I also see a woman who is much quicker to ask for help and recognize when she needs it. My now mom self sees more of her faults and knows her limitations.  I once relied heavily on my own abilities, and now more than ever I’m having to trust God.

So the question again, “Am I losing myself?” Yes, I am, but I am finding more of my true self. Yes, I have lost some of my pre-mom self, but to be honest, there are parts of her that needed to be gone. She was pretty wrapped up in her ‘self’ – trying to be perfect, trying to be independent, trying to have it all together. I can’t be perfect, so I’ve stopped trying. I am much more accepting and gracious of myself than I ever have been in my life. It sometimes catches me by surprise. Who is that? I never thought I could be this disorganized. I never thought that I could just walk away from my career and really be ok with it. But I am.

I find myself doing things that my pre-mom self wouldn’t even recognize. I’m sure there will come a day that I look in the mirror and find bits of my pre-mom self back. But I hope that they will have grown and matured, just as I have. I hope that those qualities that my pre-mom self held onto so tightly recognize that they are not my identity, they are just a small part of who I was and who I am.  Motherhood has definitely made me see my identity in a whole new light.  What I see is a woman who depends on Him more than ever before and recognizes her need for grace. It turns out losing myself isn’t such a bad thing after all.

Do you find that you are losing yourself? How do you see it’s for the better?

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Kristy Chowning is a mom of three little miracles. She is co-founder of Grace for Moms, a homemaker, and a 'retired' nurse practitioner.

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My Not So Perfect {and yet perfect} Family Tree

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My parents are the kind of people you want to be your neighbors. They are nice to everyone they meet and will always welcome you into their house for dinner. Granted my mom will worry sick over the fact that the house wasn’t clean enough and she’d apologize a hundred times for either not having enough for everyone to be gluttonous at the table or for the laundry basket full of clothes that you can barely see at the end of the hallway and my dad would diagnose any car troubles you were having by just listening to your engine in the driveway. But from the moment you arrive they’ll spoil you silly. I love that about them. My in-laws are the exact same way. My husband and I are lucky to still have both our parents and to not have the struggles of divorce in our pasts. They have left us with a rich heritage to use as the foundation for our marriage and our parenting.
 
However, I remember a specific day in college when I had the revelation that my parents weren’t perfect. They forgot to tell me :) That wasn’t mentioned when they were bending over backwards to take me to school functions and provide for my every need. I guess in my mind, I had set them up as the Mary Poppins of parents — practically perfect in every way! When I encountered them as an adult and not through the eyes of a little girl, I saw their struggles and weaknesses. When I realized that my almost perfect parents weren’t in fact — not perfect, I felt like my reality had been shifted. I saw their weaknesses, but even more than that I saw how God could work in them and through them in their weaknesses. I admit to struggling to grasp their imperfections when I had never noticed them before, but honestly, it made them more real to me and it opened the door to seeing how to interpret and live out their faith in life.

My husband and I spent some time in our relationship (almost 14  years now) discussing our perfect parents :) Not that we are sizing up their parenting at all — just that we appreciated our upbringing and how we want to provide the safe, loving homes we grew up in for our two boys. We want to be intentional about one thing and that’s taking the opportunities to talk to our kids about our failures. Choosing to take a moment of weakness — highlight it and then point our kids to the one and only perfect person in their lives — their Creator. I don’t want them to see us striving to do anything other than loving our Savior and loving them.

There is a measuring stick for everything in life: your career, your house, your cars, your hobbies — and the world is trying to size you up. Unfortunately, there is always someone willing to show you how you don’t meet the world’s expectations. There is never a shortage of places you can look to feel not good enough. But if you walk the road of life knowing you never will be perfect enough and that no one will — you’ll cling to the only person you know who IS! And it just so happens, He is happy to be your landing pad in life.
 
To my Daddy & Momma and to my husband’s parents … there would never be enough room in this blog to tell you how wonderful you each are or how MUCH you’ve given us. I am so grateful you aren’t perfect, but that you gave us each a chance to know the ONE who is!
 
P.S. … these two little boys will have to wait a long time to see those imperfections you have — they sure do love their grandparents and we are incredibly grateful.

What about you? How has your family heritage affected your marriage or how you parent? Even if you had a less than perfect family experience, the things you observed and the lessons you learned can positively influence how you move forward as a family.

Jess Sig

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Jess Chambers juggles the best of both worlds on a daily basis … a family she adores and a job she loves (well, most days). Wife to Aaron and mom to two amazing, energetic little boys – Brody Rayf (3 ½) and Kellen Rhys (1), she aims daily to make the chaos look classy.

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Fostering their Faith: As I Fear, Suspect, and Hope

Fostering Your Child's Faith

In five years, I will have a teenager.

That’s a dramatic way of saying I have an eight-year-old, but it’s the perspective on my mind these days, as I pack away too-small clothes and watch grown-up traits catch me by surprise.  She understands sarcasm now; something I discovered one day as I muttered under my breath and heard a knowing giggle.  She appears to be inheriting our sense of humor.  Uh oh.

Soon, my daughter – and then my son – will begin to collect their own opinions, choose their own pursuits, decide who they want to be.  It thrills and terrifies me.

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Research tells us that we are losing 80% of our young people to spiritual disengagement before the age of 29.  Barna Group president David Kinnaman describes it this way:

“Imagine a group photo of all the students who come to your church (or live within your community of believers) in a typical year. Take a big fat marker and cross out three out of every four faces. That’s the probable toll of spiritual disengagement as students navigate through their faith during the next two decades.”

Ouch.

Surely not my kids, I think.  Then I remember how very close I was to being part of that statistic myself.  How many others I’ve seen walk away.

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Parenting was difficult, certainly, when I was nourishing tiny baby-bodies.  Now, though, the responsibility of nurturing their souls leaves me floundering for right answers.

I could lecture them on which behaviors to avoid, establish copious household rules, be at church whenever the doors are open.  I could sanitize them within a bubble, and then pray they self-bubble again once they’ve left home.

Or I could offer a smooth-sailing Christianity:  Pray a prayer, avoid the big deal sins, give a tithe, vote correctly, and live a cushy life.  Done!

The trouble is that following Christ is not a prescribed list of actions and inactions, nor is comfort its intended trademark.  Isn’t the Christian life dangerous to every bit of self we hold dear?  We’re called to go and get our hands dirty with Kingdom work in a messed-up world, dying to ourselves.  And it’s worth it because His love is better than life.  (Psalm 63:3) This, I believe.  But am I living it out?  Is this what they see?

I book expensive vacations, and wonder what I’m modeling.  Go far too long without writing to our sponsored child, and wonder more.  They see me with my laptop open far more than my Bible.  They see me frustrated and apathetic.  Yet my life is supposed to reflect Christ.

My fear is that I’m not showing them Jesus. 

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Our church is making major changes, prayerfully reevaluating how best to serve God, one another, and our community.  What’s biblical, and what is simply modern church culture?  These are some of the most challenging and encouraging conversations I’ve ever experienced.  One of our focus areas these days: how to handle children’s ministry.  Launch more programs?  More fun and games?  More ways to serve up Christianity in a colorful, shiny way?  The statistics would suggest no. 

Yet as exciting as it’s been to re-imagine a community where kids grow up living shoulder-to-shoulder with the rest of us in a way that honors their maturity level, but doesn’t water down the Christian life, the temptation is strong to maintain status quo.  This is how children’s church is done.  There is a formula.   But while the formulas are full of great energy and intention, they are failing at an alarming rate to nurture lasting faith.  I want to ignore this.  Surely, not our kids.  But I see the growing youth exodus and can’t shake the question.  Why?

My fear is that we’re not showing them Jesus. 

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There is no magic checklist to guarantee children who sail into a Christian adulthood unscathed by disillusionment.  Having co-authored a book about parenting by the Holy Spirit’s leading in the infant months, I believe that the best thing I can do is to carry that mindset through these next years.  To lean wholly on the wisdom offered (James 1:5) as I lay down my own plans and seek His.  I don’t pretend to know the answers.  But as my babies have entered childhood, I’m collecting clues:

I’m starting to suspect that authenticity is crucial.  Letting my kids see me live and bleed, struggle and regain my footing.  God is good, and life can be hard.  Offering spiritual pat answers, discouraging doubts and avoiding uncomfortable conversations – those are not recipes for true disciple-making.

I’m starting to suspect that a hyper-focus on sin management is not the answer.  Nor is avoiding the topic.  If my children know life in Christ as primarily a dos and don’ts list, I’ve missed the point.  If I gloss over the effects of sin, I’ve done them a grave disservice.  I want to encourage not simply an ability to toe-the-line and exhibit the right behaviors (because the Bible says so, that’s why!), but a passionate love for God that longs to follow Him… and then get back up and follow again.

I’m starting to suspect that grace is key.  We’re afraid, sometimes, to lavish grace on our kids.  What if that gives them license to act out?  When young people cite ‘feeling judged’ as one reason they leave their faith, though, I wonder if we’ve forgotten that His kindness is what leads to repentance.  (Romans 2:4) I want my kids to hear from me and the church that yes, choices have consequences, but darling – you are priceless.  You are wanted.  He simply does not run out of “Welcome Home” banners.

I’m starting to suspect that this all may involve some un-doing.  God, undo me.  Undo us.

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Certainly, living enslaved to guilt is not the posture from which I’m intended to parent.  Fun family trips are not wrong, and slips into selfishness and bad attitudes neither condemn me nor spell certain spiritual failure for these kids.  I just want to do better.  And as I daily lean forward into the pursuit of better, I will hope.

I hope my church community keeps asking hard questions.  That we resist building Sunday School habits simply because they’re familiar.  That we never stop doing our best to nurture our children in a faith family – flaws and all – that will walk alongside them toward closer communion with Christ.

I hope I will keep asking the questions myself.  That I will examine each focus and parenting choice by asking whether it reflects Christ or culture (or church culture).  My desires for them or His.

I hope I am a safe place.  That I might swallow hard at certain questions, but will never dismiss them.  That I will let them see my weaknesses, and not fear that my authenticity will diminish my authority.

I hope I will pray without ceasing.  Not pray that they will do all the right things, but that they will find Him no matter what.  Not that they would have perfect lives, but that they would give them up.  Not that they would be superior, but that they would be servants.  Not that their walk with God would look exactly like mine, but that their faith would be their own.

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Our children are in His able hands, and I must trust that.  I will often fall short and the Church will often fall short because we are human.  The grace thing?  It is for me – for all of us – too.

Our best bet – our strong hope, in this and in everything, is Jesus.

I just want them to see Him. 

I’m always so encouraged to hear new perspectives and ideas about how to nurture a strong, authentic faith in children.  What are some things you do – or plan to do – to help point your kids toward Christ?  

Laura Sig

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Laura Oyer is a Midwest-dwelling wife and mother of two. She blogs about the real and ridiculous things of life and parenthood at InTheBackyard.net, and is the co-author of Spirit-Led Parenting:From Fear to Freedom in Baby’s First Year.

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Grace for New Mamas

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This month we are celebrating the delivery of our new ‘baby’ over at The Pregnancy Companion. For the past two years we have labored over a message of grace for new moms and we are finally able to share it with the world. Next week, The Baby Companion: A Faith-Filled Guide for Your Journey through Baby’s First Year will release in traditional and ebook format. We are thrilled to be sharing these words of grace for mothers of newborns.

You’ll see a lot of activity here and over at the other blog surrounding the book. But we realize that many of you are not new moms and may be done with the baby’s first year seasons of your life. Because I’m getting the chance to share one of my greatest passions through the release of the book, I’ve invited our contributing writers to share their greatest passions this month. All month long you’ll be hearing from the girls here at Grace for Moms and finding out what makes their hearts beat. We hope this insight will be like fuel on the passions of your heart. We pray that reading about what these women are committed to {besides motherhood, of course} will encourage you to pursue or simply discover your deepest delights.

After struggling with infertility and multiple miscarriages, I entered motherhood with hopes of savoring every.single.moment with my little miracle. Naive to the pressures that come with parenting from its very beginning, I was surprised {read: shocked} by how much said pressures overshadowed the bliss I thought I’d find in motherhood. I was weary, frustrated and defeated early on in our journey through the first year. I doubted God’s blessing wondering if He had meant to give this baby to someone more fit to be a mother. Then one day, as I was beating myself up over my inability to achieve perfection I heard the Lord say,

“I have given you everything you need to mother this child who is uniquely created to bless your life. My Holy Spirit is the perfect guide to understand what I am calling you to do as a mother.”

And ever since, although there hasn’t been perfection, there has been peace. There has been trust in Him and in myself. There has been freedom in knowing I don’t have to do things the way everyone else does. I simply have to listen to what He would say for my baby. . .for my family.

The same goes for motherhood throughout the whole of your child’s life. If we can grasp this truth now, we’ll be much better off for years to come.

Friends, this is what I am most passionate about. This is the message that makes me write these posts and manage these blogs. This is the truth that led us to write these books. I want every new mama to experience grace along her journey so she can savor every.single.moment. I want her child to benefit from a mom who walks in freedom from pressures and guilt. For that woman – that peaceful, confident mother – will be best equipped to lavish love upon and gently guide her children.

What do you think GRACE looks like for new moms?

Jessica Sig

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Jessica Wolstenholm is co-founder of Grace for Moms. She is passionate about writing words of grace for moms and moms-to-be. Co-author of The Pregnancy Companion book, she also blogs about TTC, infertility & pregnancy at ThePregnancyCompanion.com

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3 Things to Teach Your Child About Forgiveness

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The words, “I’m sorry,” are as powerful or empty as you want them to be depending upon the person’s heart offering them and the delivery.  When my son was younger he would casually mumble “sorry” after wronging another child and then walk away.  This was okay when he was very young, but as he grew I knew something needed to change.

I have struggled with forgiveness throughout my life—asking for and giving it.  It really makes no sense to me that I battle with it so much, since Jesus has forgiven and continues to forgive me of all my sins.  The Bible says we are to, “bear with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgive each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive” (Colossians 3:13).

I want my children to have an easier time than me when it comes to forgiveness.  So, when my children are in need of forgiveness here is what I have them do:

1)      Go to the person they have wronged and look them in the eye.

2)      Have them say the person’s name and state what they did wrong.  For example, “Emma, I am sorry I pulled the truck out of your hand.”

3)    Have them ask for forgiveness.  For example, “Emma, will you please forgive me?”

4)   Have them say thank you if the person offers to forgive them.  If not, have the child repeat their apology and plea for future forgiveness (i.e., “I hope you will be able to forgive me) and then walk away.

5)      For large infractions (you will know what these are), pray with your children and have them ask God to forgive them and help them.  If they are small and unsure of what to say, they can repeat after you.  When they are older, ask them to lead the prayer.  For example, for a small child you could have him/her repeat, “Dear God, please forgive me for yelling at mommy.  Help me to speak kindly to her.”

At this point, I may be an idealist when it comes to my children and forgiveness.  I hope that by teaching them to ask for and bestow forgiveness, they will have less hang ups with the topic as they mature.  It is important to teach our children how to respond when life does not go as planned, especially when they make a mistake.  It is also a valuable lesson even when they lose.  I once heard someone say he wanted to teach his children to “lose well.”  I want that too.  I want to teach my children to ask for forgiveness in genuine and meaningful ways AND to forgive freely as Christ has forgiven us. 

Easter is the perfect time to remind our children that we should freely forgive others because Jesus has forgiven us—forever.  How about you?  What are you teaching your children about forgiveness?  What do you find most helpful when it comes to this topic?

Jenevieve Sig

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Jenevieve lives in Charlotte with her husband Randy and two children, Isaac and Hope. She is a licensed mental health counselor who practiced for five years, and now writes for a monthly psychotherapy blog. She is currently a stay-at-home mom who is learning to embrace grace in a whole new way.

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Two Great Spring Resources for Little Hearts {w/ a giveaway!}

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Let’s do a fun weekend giveaway, shall we? After all, the sun is coming out and Spring is on it’s way!! Woot!

The books I am about to share with you are simply perfect for little ones. Since I have a toddler boy and preschool girl in my home, I was thrilled to find both of these books – one for each of them!

The Story of EasterThe Story of Easter board book – I immediately thought this little book was precious – what with the handle and all. When I opened it up and read it to my children (even the 4 year old was interested), I fell in love. This is one of the best retellings of the story of Easter for wee ones. It covers every detail from Jesus’ ministry to His triumphal entry to the last supper to the garden. . .his arrest to the cross to His resurrection. I wouldn’t think to be so detailed in sharing Easter with my toddler but author Fiona Boon covers it all with words that can begin to penetrate your child’s heart. Accompanied by adorable illustrations from Lara Ede, this pair makes the deep and heavy story of Christ’s life and death seem bright and hopeful for children – and that’s exactly how it should be communicated. I highly recommend this book moms! Check it out through the link above or visit your local Christian bookstore to grab a copy and start sharing the hope of Easter with your little ones.

Shine Your Light Devo 1God’s Little Angel: Shine Your Light Devotional for girls – As a companion to her God’s Little Angel series, Sheila Walsh created this adorable devotional book for young girls. At first sight, my 4 year old was drawn to this book because of the colors and sparkles on the cover. Once inside, she was mesmerized by the cute and colorful layout. Although she can’t read quite yet, she picked up on the spirit of this book from it’s design. She even lit up {unprompted} when she flipped a page to find the word LOVE {which apparently she can read}. {I was able to capture that moment – see honestly candid pic above.} Each devotion includes an important lesson for young hearts along with a scripture, questions for discussion, and activity ideas. We have typically read the devotion at night before bed however, she is usually disappointed when we can’t do the activity at that moment so I will be switching our reading time to breakfast. No matter how and when you choose to use this book, it will be a great addition to your spiritual engagement with your girl. I highly recommend this book for girls age 3-8. Check it out at the link above or visit your local Christian bookstore to find a copy. This would make the PERFECT Easter basket gift!!

Thanks to our amazing friends over at Tommy Nelson, we are giving away a copy of both of these books to one lucky winner. Simply enter below.

Now that Spring is upon us and life just seems brighter, how will you engage your children in spiritual growth this season?

Jessica Sig

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Disclaimer: I received a copy of these books in exchange for a review though all opinions are my own {truly love ‘em!}. This post contains affiliate links.

Jessica Wolstenholm

Jessica Wolstenholm is co-founder of Grace for Moms. She is passionate about writing words of grace for moms and moms-to-be. Co-author of The Pregnancy Companion book, she also blogs about TTC, infertility & pregnancy at ThePregnancyCompanion.com

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The Lent Experiment: A Lesson in Grace

The Lent Experiment

I hope you know that it’s not too late to join us on our Lenten journey. The whole essence of what we are doing is drawing closer to Christ because of the work He did on the cross which provides grace and peace for our lives. Therefore, there are no “rules” in participating in an experiment that aims to draw you in. There is no right or wrong in coming along on a journey in which the purpose is to connect you to the cross. So, by all means, join us even if you haven’t already.

Honestly, our own journey was delayed due to sickness in our home. But we’re jumping in and enjoying the process. When hearing that I would be giving up soda for Lent, my 4 year old decided she would give up lemonade. It’s not that she has lemonade as much as I have a diet coke, but whenever we go out to eat she asks for it and sometimes gets to indulge. Now she just says, “I’m giving up lemonade for Lent. For 10 days.” She doesn’t understand that Lent is a full 40 days but hey, if she can commit to give something up for 10 days, it’s a beautiful start.

In addition to giving up our favorite beverages, we are adding a daily practice of gratitude. Most nights {see. . .we’re not even perfect about it} as we sit around the dinner table or before bed, we share 5 things we are thankful for. In the past, when I’ve encouraged this act my daughter has repeated the same list of things: Mommy, Daddy, Joshua, my house, my toys. . . While I love that she can express gratitude for these things, I want her to think beyond the obvious. So our only “rule” is to come up with something new each time.

We’ve been able to follow the Bible reading each Sunday and although the essence of the story is way beyond her ability to comprehend, I am committed to read the Word and share the story in a way she can begin to understand. The important thing to remember is that our spiritual journey is a process. If I take small steps with my children that lead them to a deeper understanding of Christ, then I’ve done what I am called to do as their parent.

So often we abandon our efforts to do something with our children if we can’t do it “perfectly”. I pray you are able to overcome that tendency as it’s the very thing the enemy will use to keep you from leading your child on their journey to Christ. And it’s the very thing the work he did on the cross should demolish. Don’t allow the sacrifice he made for you be in vain.

Embrace the grace that is available because of his sacrifice. . .for this and every area in your life.

Have you been able to join us? What has been your experience with this experiment? Do you need to access his grace for this and other areas in your life right now mama?

Jessica Sig

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Jessica Wolstenholm is co-founder of Grace for Moms. She is passionate about writing words of grace for moms and moms-to-be. Co-author of The Pregnancy Companion book, she also blogs about TTC, infertility & pregnancy at ThePregnancyCompanion.com

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