I think today's Christian Mothers are almost called to be martyrs. The heartache seems so unreal at times, tryin' to raise our children in Sodom and Gomorrah.
Aunt Toot and I have a friend, I will call her Patty. And while Toot and I were raising our children for the Lord, Patty was sleeping with every Tom, Dick and Harry. Sometimes her children barely had food, and her kids grew up to be wonderful Christians. Go figure!
Now, me, on the other hand, I had my kids up every school morning at 6:00 A.M. We started devotions at 8:00. We memorized scripture together and read the Word of God and prayed daily. Imagine my shock when Dan and David, the minute they were on their own, got tattoos. And Joy ran to NYC to design clothes for rock stars. And I could tell ya more but I won't. Man, I thought I was dyin' when that all happened.
In the old days, if you raised your children for the Lord, then they turned out pretty good. And ya know, it takes a lot of faith not to give up when you feel you have failed as a mother. But you do keep goin' and keep prayin' and the Lord does turn the kids around. Well, thank God! But ya know, it's hard because you want to be a Christian witness and be a testimony for the Lord. But ya know, every kid isn't going to come to the Lord at the same time. God has a plan for his or her life and it has to be played out. We as Mothers have to be mature enough to let the Lord have His way with our kids. And sometimes that can be a scary ride.
