It’s a cold, icy day here in Travelers Rest and my two boys
are outside enjoying the ice as it gathers on the trampoline. As I sat and
watched them play I thought “am I crazy for letting them play in this ice” then
I thought maybe just letting them be was just what they needed. They are
bundled up and won’t catch cold any more than they would if it were snowing, so
why I allow myself the Mom guilt for being unorthodox I don’t know.
Just as our home is full of noise and laughter it is full of
hopes and dreams. As a Mother, it is my heart’s desire to see my children reach
high with their dreams and I hope to instill in them that with God anything is
possible. Today it may be playing in the ice when others think we are a little
crazy, tomorrow it may mean my son believing he can be a missionary in a
foreign land. You see, as much as I love my children at this stage in life, I
am not raising them to be children; I am raising them to be men and women to
serve the Lord.
Every evening we sit together and read Missionary
Biographies and hear of the exciting ways the Lord spreads His gospel around
the world. We recently finished a biography about Cameron Townsend, he was a
translator who was responsible for founding a group of translators that have
translated the New Testament in over 500 languages. We have also read of Nate
Saint who with the help of his parents believed nothing too big with God and
flew his airplane right in the midst of trouble. BUT because of his great
sacrifice a whole tribe of people have the Gospel and their lives have been
forever changed.
So, as I reflect on today and my little treasures outside
imagining new ways of playing in the ice, I smile a deeply peaceful smile and
anticipate their little dreams turning into something BIG!
Comments
Post a Comment