Category: Mothering

  • Talking heads keep telling us of falling birth rates.

    They often state that today's couples want "experiences" instead of–or before–having children.  

    Ask any mom or dad and they'll tell you parenting brings one experience after the other. All day. Every day. Right? 

    Blog. Boy. Young. 5.2025It offers lots of laughs, too, if we get our egos out of the way. Check it out for yourself by reading these real answers to real questions given to a group of second-graders. (Sorry, I don't know when or where.)

    Question 1. Why do we have mothers?

      1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
      2. Mostly to clean the house.
      3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

    Question 2. How did God make mothers?

       
        1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
        2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
        3. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.

    Question 3. What ingredients are mothers made of?
     
        1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
        2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

    Question 4. Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
     
        1. We're related.
        2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.

    Question 5. What kind of a little girl was your mom?
     
        1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
        2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
        3. They say she used to be nice.

    Question 6. What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?

        1. His last name.
        2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he get drunk on beer?
        3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

    Question 7. Why did your mom marry your dad?

        1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a lot.
        2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
        3. My grandma says that mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

    Question 8. Who's the boss at your house?

        1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
        2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
        3. I guess mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

    Question 9. What's the difference between moms and dads?

        1. Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.
        2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
        3. Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause
    that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friends.
        4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

    Question 10. What does your mom do in her spare time?

        1. Mothers don't do spare time.
        2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

    Question 11. What would it take to make your mom perfect?

        1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
        2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

    Question 12. If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?

        1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
        2. I'd make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it not me.
        3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.
     
    Do you feel better? Good, me too
     
    Laughter and smiles are good for us, as Proverbs 17:22 tells us, here from The Message: A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a broken spirit saps a person's strength.
     
    What's more, children absorb their mom's attitude just as a sponge soaks up water, especially in their early years. Happy mama, happy kids.
     
    (It works that way with the rest of the family, too, whatever their ages.)
     
    Wishing you JOY–in your day-to-day and especially on Mother's Day!
     
    With love,
    Lenore
     

  • Moms and dads don't need to sign up for personal growth classes because our "education" goes on and on. On the other hand, some don't quite get it. Right?

    Picture the scene: the Misses Clothing department of a large suburban store.

    I was  looking through a sale rack when a nicely-dressed, thirtyish woman in stiletto heels came up. She was pushing a stroller at a leisurely pace, in which sat a boy, maybe age 2 1/2.  He was in mid-meltdown.

    She parked the stroller, then began serenely flipping through the rack next to me. SoBlog. Unhappy boy in stroller. 11.12on the little prisoner's screams reached a decibel level sufficient to attract the attention of everyone within 30 feet of them.

    And it did.

    The woman appeared oblivious and unhurried. During the next ten minutes or so she worked the racks. By now the boy's screams had settled into a continuous low-level roar, punctuated by whimpers.

    Through it all she kept up a running line of questions, using one of those I-don't-really-expect-an-answer voices. "You've been so good all morning, Nelson. Why did you suddenly decide to be bad now? … Why do you think that is, Son? …  Nelson, explain to me, please, why you've been good for so long and now you're being bad. … Can you tell Mommy why, Nelson?"

    After awhile they meandered on, the boy still yelling, the mother seeming not to notice.

    All day I thought about that pair, sorry for the child, sad for the mom

    Before long I remembered some of the countless times I was clueless when our daughters were growing up. (I'm sure their list is longer than mine.)

    That's life. We all get caught up in situations and stumble through, doing the best we can with what we know at the time. I think it's called being human.

    Fact: Moms have to shop, often with kids in tow. Not many children delight in sitting still in a stroller any time, anywhere. Especially for hours. Especially for shopping-with-Mom excursions. Period.

    As parents we get so focused on our "must do" stuff that we forget little people are, well, little. 

    Sometimes it helps to offer a "carrot on the stick," a reward at the end

    (Could we label that "incentive" rather than "bribe"? Thank you.)  

    Be sure to set up the conditions of your verbal contract and clearly state what's expected from both parties. Get their agreement before you start.

    For example, if you must take everyone along on a shopping trip, tailor your outings and times to the tolerance levels of your young companions. Don't routinely take advantage by overstaying or your children won't believe you.

    The deal is when they do their part, you live up to your promise. If they don't, you don't–and vice versa. 

    Otherwise you'll be teaching them how to manipulate people, especially you.

    Rearing kids remains a continuing lesson in humility   

    We think we have all the answers. Or we should have. Yet we keep on learning we don't.    

    Count that as a blessing, a necessary stretching that keeps us flexible. For life. And that's a very good thing. 

    Here's a Bible verse that fits every family situation, whatever stage of parenting you may be in.  

    Above all, keep loving one another earnestly, since love covers a multitude of sins.   1 Peter 4:8 

    Have a happy … every day of your life and God bless you!

    Lenore

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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  • If you're like me you probably read that title and thought, Yeah, sure. Easy for you to talk.  

    That's because we remember all too well the many times we shushed our children or lost control and started yelling.

    Blog. Mom. Son. Daughter. 5.16And that's just for starters. Our minds flood with memories of failing to be the kind of mother we once assumed we would be. Could be. Should be.

    Once we had very clear pictures in our minds, didn't we, of the "perfect family" we would have? We assumed if we really, really wanted to be good moms and really, really tried, all the rest would follow naturally.

    In no time at all we became wiser. 

    Let's be honest here: Being a mom is hard. (So is being a good dad.)

    Beforehand we thought, New babies are so adorable! Children are so enchanting!

    And they are. Before becoming parents we could not imagine we could ever run out of patience.

    Ever run out of love. 

    But we do, sometimes. Almost. Like before our newborn finally, finally, starts sleeping all night. Or when our older child pushes all our buttons.

    It is scary to admit how weak we are, even to ourselves. We pray for forgiveness, fearful God might punish us for even having such thoughts, however fleeting they may be.

    Immediately we resolve to do better. To be more patient, more joyful. To only smile, every moment. No matter what.

    Then in no time at all we fail again.  

    If you have been there–or are there now–put your feet up and relax. You're among friends, so let's turn the corner in minds and remind ourselves what we're about.  

    Recognize the influence you have

    Abraham Lincoln said, "All that I am or ever hope to be I owe to my angel mother." 

    Few of us expect to hear glowing tributes like that when our children reach adulthood, but certainly we want to help them grow as individuals and to strengthen the good qualities already implanted in them by their Creator. 

    That's a noble goal, but how are we supposed to accomplish it?  

    By now one thing I know for sure is that every one of us can rest in the assurance that we and our children are a perfect match for each other.

    Think about it. God creates each child and He places us together because we are exactly right for each other–even on our worst days.

    Parenting, you see, is a growing proposition. Our children grow up while we grow and stretch in understanding and as individuals.

    Our task is to show love and speak love and ask God to enable us and guide us. Every moment of every day and every night.

    The simple prayer of a mom or dad who longs to rear their children rightly touches the heart of God, even if all they can manage is, "Help me, Lord!"

    Trust me, you won't sprout angel wings

    You will disappoint yourself, over and over, but God is faithful, so just ask. Little by little you'll find your love and patience somehow expand. 

    You'll develop courage, too, so you can stick to your family standards without apology, simply because you know they are right for your children and your family.

    Where do you start? Here: 

    "This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. Greater love has not one than this, that someone lays down his life for his friends."  –John 15:12-13  ESV

    That covers it all. Every day.

    Is it easy? No

    In so many ways moms and dads continually lay down their lives every day.

    Children take over our lives. They take up what we used to call "free time." Occupy our thoughts, continually. Consume family income. And on and on.

    Yet most parents would not trade even one child for all the gold in Dubai.

    When we pray, God will enable us to live out love more selflessly. This transforms our days from the daily grind to the daily gladness.

    Don't get me wrong. I did not cheer at the constant cooking and laundry and all the rest. I'm not sure anyone ever has.

    But when we do what we do flows out of love, every day becomes worthwhile  That includes the day you have kids barfing upstairs and a puppy with the runs downstairs and then the dishwasher dies.

    You stay because your purpose is more lasting than the quickie pleasure of escaping to Starbucks.

    Now about those seeds of greatness … 

    President Lincoln grew up in a log cabin. He had none of what we label "advantages," except the one that matters most: He was loved and he knew it.

    Jeff Oppenheimer, author, wrote a novel about Lincoln and his stepmother, That Nation Might Live. He put it this way:

  • Every parent knows the tone of voice that goes along with that refrain.

    Blog. Bored boy. 7.14It's about as thrilling as fingernails dragging across a blackboard. What to do?

    Our quartet often gave moving performances that caused me either to stifle my laughter or–after awhile–wish for a quickie way to quiet the mob.

    I had none, so out of desperation more than anything, I came up with a standard reply. "You're bored? Oh, that's too bad. Here's what you'll need to clean the bathroom sink(s.) Go make it shine!"

    Or, "Here, this broom should be the right size for you to use as you sweep the porch and sidewalks."

    Or, "I just heard the clothes dryer signal that the towels are dry. Please take the towels out of the dryer and fold them."

    You get the idea. After a day or two of such suggestions nobody complained of being bored. 

    I also discovered it boosts incentive to hold out the carrot of a reward when the chores are done. A trip to the park or ice cream treats can prove magical. Or try a family trip to your public library because kids still love being able to choose "their" books or whatever to bring home with them. 

    Be sure they see you reading, too. Often.  

    Creativity shines with enough free time

    At our house we went for creativity more than toys and gadgets, so summer became a time when dreaming up concepts boomed. We always kept raw materials on hand like cardboard boxes of all sizes, assorted papers, crayons, colored pencils, markers, scraps of fabric, Mod Podge, glue, etc.

    Trips to craft and discount stores and also yard sales yielded interesting cords and ribbon, pretty gift papers, paints, glitter, wooden boxes and frames, etc. 

    Was it messy? Sure. After the first time I proclaimed that our kingdom had a new never-break-it rule. From then on NO doing anything until old newspapers or an old plastic tablecloth or something like that had been put down on the work surface. (Was I ready to help with this? You betcha.)

    All this costs almost nothing, but it's a great way for kids to experiment and have fun together.  

    Why bother, when cell phones and computers can keep kids occupied for hours?

    Technology may be everywhere, but human nature–and kid nature–hasn't changed that much.

    Creating still brings more satisfaction than consuming an endless stream of "stuff" on screens, some of it questionable. Besides, people still matter more than things. Don't your favorite family memories feature times when you did nothing much and just enjoyed being together?

    This requires free time, which may require planning.

    Scheduling each child for some activity every minute of every day eats up free time. Too much time watching TV, being on computers and cell phones does the same. We all need time to "just be."

    That's why limiting time on phones and computers and enforcing time limits are important.  (Yes, this inconveniences Mom and Dad, too, because as you no doubt discovered early on, we have to live what we preach or nobody pays attention to our words.)

    Note: This will not earn you the title of "Miss Popularity."

    Remember who you are

    God gave you these children and you are in charge.

    Yes, it's a lot of responsibility, but it's also a privilege. You're helping shape the way these young human beings develop and grow.

    Even if each child is a bona fide genius, you know better than they what counts most in getting them ready for life as well-rounded individuals. 

    As radical as it sounds in our times, research has shown that sometimes sports and various "enrichment" activities are not what each child in your family–or you, for that matter–needs most. They've been created one of a kind, remember?

    Give each family member–and yourself–a gift. Look for ways to nurture their individual talents and skills. 

    Maybe what each family member needs most is some unprogrammed time to let down. At any age, reading a book or lying under a tree just for the sake of looking up at the sky is not "wasted time."

    I promise you the world will not stop.

    Being unscheduled is not the same as being bored

    Summer offers a defined opportunity to try new things. Later you can decide what comes next. Or doesn't. Think of it as time to refuel and rediscover.

    Both your children and you may be surprised to find that in the midst of "nothing happening," a lot of personal growth occurred–and none of you were bored.

    For now, go with the rhythm of your days. Be quiet and rest. For right now, just be.

    Better is a handful of quietness than two hands full of toil and a striving after wind.  Ecclesiastes 4:6  ESV

    In quietness and in trust shall be your strength.   Isaiah 30:15  ESV 

    Learning, too,

    Lenore

  •                                                                    Blog. Mothers Day. 5.15        Dear Mom,

    If you're a younger mom and feel overwhelmed, this is for you.

         If your children are grown and you wonder sometimes whether you "accomplished anything" in your life, this is for you, too.

    Whatever your age–or the ages of your children–you are a world-changer.

                I didn't understand that in the beginning. I wish I had.      

                Consider this a love note from one mom to another:

                            You matter–and don't you forget it!

    (Dear Reader, I pray you'll be lifted and blessed by reading what's below and take it personally. Although we probably have not met, if you're a mom we already have a lot in common.  –Lenore)  

    ____________________________________________

    A Woman of Lasting Influence

    Every other accomplishment takes second place to being a mom.

    We may find that hard to believe. In the midst of our hurry years, every day of the week we perform juggling acts that amaze no one but ourselves.

    Always a new challenge.

    Always the tiredness.

    Sometimes you wonder if you'll ever get your life back.

    Or your joy.

    You will if you look deeper. And wider.

    Snatch a few minutes alone and reflect on your life in Christ. Leave what troubles you at His cross. Then focus on every reason for thanks. Rejoice in your children, each one a complex bundle of strengths and challenges.

    Let truth sink in deep. Your love and cheers, your sweat and your tears are helping these youngsters grow into the individuals God created them to be.

    Mark this well: You're not dithering away your time. Your mothering will live on. You are rearing somebody's parent, somebody's grandparent, leaving your mark on generations yet to be born.

    Influencing tomorrows you will never see.

    That gives every minute lasting value.

    Day after day you're rearing your children, growing a family, making a life. Refuse to discount your life's work.

    You are a mother by God's design, redeemed by Jesus Christ, and led by His Spirit.

    Each child is your child by God's design.

    Live in the joy of knowing no one else can mother your kids or love your kids as well as you can. Wrap the gladness of what's good around you and feel the warmth of it.

    You are right where you are meant to be.

    The steadfast love of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear Him, and His righteousness to children's children.   Ps. 103:17 (ESV) 

    ____________________________________________

    Godly Mom COVER. 6.4.13Excerpted from my book Godly Moms: Strength from the Inside Out.

    Reprinted with permission from the publisher, Concordia Publishing House. Also available from the usual booksellers. 

    (Short pieces that share some of what I learned along the way.)

  • Let's face it. Some children simply refuse to give in–or give up.

    Blog. Dad. Daughter. 8.18A friend remarked, "My two brothers and I loved to scrap and we were always pestering each other.   

    "My folks would let it go on as long as they could stand it, I guess. Then one of them would say, 'CUT THAT OUT!'

    "That was my mom and dad's magic phrase. When we kids heard those three little words we knew we'd better stop or we'd be in a world of trouble.

    "I know now it wasn't the specific words they used," he said. "It was their don't-push-it! tone of voice. That told us they were out of patience."

    Most of us use way too many words

    I remember doing exactly that, thinking it sounded more kind and loving and reasonable.  Now I know all it does is confuse and water down what we say. 

    Dr. James Dobson, founder of Focus on the Family, once said every child is a 24-hour a day student of his or her parents. 

    This careful study enables our children to know exactly how far they can go with each parent. They know which one is more likely to be swayed by pleading and which one needs all the facts–and time–before saying, "Yes."  

    It's a bit shocking–but accurate–that we train our kids to know how far they can push us.  

    Personalities play a part  

    For some strong-willed youngsters it's as if their mission in life is to oppose whatever Mom or Dad say. 

    Here's a word of comfort. These, um, "determined individuals" often grow into adolescents who are less susceptible to peer pressure and then become adults who love a challenge and don't wimp out.

    I can hear you saying, "That's all well and good, but this being in charge role doesn't fit my personality and it's really hard for me. How do I get through today?"

    Today remind yourself that every child secretly wants their parents to, well, act like parents. 

    We moms and dads are meant to be in charge, because we are their security.

    Knowing what their parents allow–and don't allow–makes youngsters feel safe and loved and cared for.

    This includes your prizefighter strong-willed child who never gives in gracefully. 

    We bless our children when we draw up boundaries

    Boundaries, like fences, protect. Well thought-out rules tell our kids that we love them enough to keep them safe and secure.  

     Within those reliable limits our children can relax and run free. 

    Will they keep testing to see whether we still mean it? You betcha. That's just part of being a kid.

    That's why it's essential to be consistent. (This is any parent's biggest challenge.)  

    If it was a No yesterday, it has to be a No today–or you'll be back at the beginning and starting over.

    We don't need to act like dictators, nor yell.

    Just remember that we are the grownups in the family and that's our job.

    It's all about knowing who we are, then acting like we believe we possess the authority 

    And we do. From God.

    Children, obey your parents in everything, for this pleases the Lord.  -Colossians 3:20 ESV

    As loving caretakers of the children God gave us we are to protect them and guide them because it's for their good. Our job as parents is to get our children equipped and ready to move out into a life of their own one day. 

    And we do it all with love.

    Put on then, as God's chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassion, kindness, humility, meekness and patience, bearing with one another . . .    Colossians 3:12-13a

    Parenting roles change over the years 

    In the earlier years we must be watchful at all times, in every detail. From feeding and diapering, then chasing them as toddlers, we're all about tender care and protection. 

    As our children get older we still keep a watchful eye, but our role gets more subtle, Little by little, we back off and stay more in the background so each child gains confidence that they can handle whatever they're trying to do.

    All along we remain their protectors, their defenders, their life coaches and sometimes, yes, The Enforcers.

    Be sure of this: Even teenagers know they're not ready to be on their own, although they will argue the point over and over and over. Most of the time they avoid saying they need us and feel safer because we're watching our for them.

    Nevertheless, it's worth repeating: Our kids push us to the edge because they want us to be who God asks us to be.

    Wherever we are in this equation, we are not alone

    Being a parent and watching our children grow into themselves is deep-down satisfying. I believe it's the most important thing we could ever do because we are raising human beings.

    But parenting is never a picnic. It isn't meant to be. Raising our children is it's a growth-and-development project for us as individuals, too. Being a parent changes us, makes us wiser and stronger and more understanding of human nature.

    (Is it any wonder that we Christian parents so often feel inadequate and frequently ask Jesus to guide us and help us?)

    Over the years when I've felt weak and insecure, I've gone back again and again to Ephesians 3:20:

    Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.  ESV  

    It's safe to say that applies to being a mom or a dad, too.

    Here's to being who God made you to be–and enjoying it! 

    I'm praying for you,

    Lenore

  • That may sound like an extreme statement, but here's a true-life story that illustrates the point. 

    Nine-year old Lawson is playing with his dog in the grassy area beyond his backyard. Mom yells from the back door, "Lawson, it's time to come in."

    Blog. boy looking up at tree. 2.09No response.

    "Lawson! Time to come in!"

    No response.

    Mom yells again. And again.

    Still no response. By now Mom feels her temperature rising, especially since she can see that her son is not far away and staring intently up at a tree.

    "Lawson James! You get yourself in here right now, young man!"

    Lawson takes his time coming in, a slight smile at the corners of his mouth. 

    His mother stands waiting, with hands on her hips. "You'd better have a good excuse, young man! Now you tell me why you didn't come when I called you!"

    "Well … I didn't hear you the first four times you called."

    Resistance comes in different packages

    Some kids plant their feet and holler, "No!" as if daring you to do anything about it. That kind of open defiance is easy to spot.

    Others are more subtle, like the child who appears smiling and compliant, but habitually "forgets." If this behavior is chronic don't immediately assume it's deliberate. For some, there's an underlying problem such as ADD or ADHD, which makes consulting a licensed professional a worthwhile idea.

    Some children quickly agree with you, often with a smile or laugh, but then don't do what they said they would do. Note: Both "forgetters" and "agrees, but doesn't do its" offer passive resistance. That's not as in-your-face as defiance, but these pint-sized human relations experts know parents find that easier to take.  

    The "Lawsons" of this world know exactly how far they can push Mom or Dad. They usually obey. Eventually. They'll give in when they are ready, that is, just before you blow your top. If this sounds like a battle of wills, that's exactly what it is. 

    Consider such tactics the child's way of exercising the limited power at their disposal. 

    Are these kids evil? No. They're human. That is, not perfect, like every other human being.

    Nobody said parenting would be easy

    Still, few of us realize ahead of time how long it can take to teach important lessons. We get tired and lose heart.

    We may ask ourselves, why bother to keep trying? The answer is easy. It's because all the studies show that youngsters who learn to obey and to respect authority have an easier time in school and also navigating through adolescence.

    No one formula exists, but here some general pointers:

        Principle one: Figure out what really matters in your family and talk about it.

        Principle two: Pick your battles carefully.

        Principle three: Don't say it unless you mean it. But if you say it, make it stick.

        Principle four: Be consistent. Whatever your rules were yesterday, stick with them today.  Otherwise, you start over tomorrow. Besides, children feel more secure when they don't have to wonder whether you mean it … this time. 

        Principle five: Learn to laugh.

    All the while you're teaching and modeling, without a word

    Any time you lose your temper or raise your voice, you hand over some of your authority as the parent. (Yes, I know how daunting and hard that is. I should, because I slipped up many times.)

    As I got better at staying focused I realized being consistent actually saved time–as well as my sanity. Otherwise, any kid with even minimal levels of spunk will keep testing you just to see if you still mean it.

    This tiresome maneuver can go on a very long time, especially with those children we label "strong-willed." If Dad and Mom stick to the limits they laid down, eventually even these guerilla fighters get bored and stop trying. 

    Parenting is a long-term course in personal growth

    Being in authority may make you uncomfortable, but remember, God gave you these children. He knows your stress levels and he equips you for the task He gives you. 

    As our children grow and we face new challenges, we parents continue to grow stronger from within. Stronger in character, with a clearer fix on what we as individuals stand for. Most of the time we also pick up all kinds of useful personal skills.

    When you feel overwhelmed, remember Paul's truth and take it to heart:

    "I can do everything through him who gives me strength." Philippians 4:13

    That includes living with a Resistance Fighter who happens to be your child.

    Take it from one who survived,

    Lenore

  • A lot of moms tell me they wish they could go back and start again–if they could already be equipped with what they know now.  

    "Next time," they say, "I wouldn't get so uptight, always wondering if I was doing it right. I would be calmer, more patient. I would just enjoy every moment so much more!"

    Blog. Mom. 3 generations. 5.16 (2017_08_21 00_15_50 UTC)Can you identify with that feeling? I can. 

    I loved our four daughters with all my heart and sincerely tried to be a good mom. Later I understood that I tried so hard I made myself uptight.

    If I were starting over . . .

    First of all, I'd relax, knowing it's more important to get enough rest and stay cheerful than to be sure no dust bunnies hide in the corners.

    My To Do list would take second place to the joy of simply being there. Being present with the children God gave us and letting myself experience the joy more fully.

    Yes I know, that sounds kind of other-worldly.

    The truth is, there's nothing more real than taking joy in the moment in which you are living.  The joy of watching each child's personality come through. 

    Sometimes we parents ask ourselves, Who are these little people? That can't be clearly defined, since every person is a combination of all the family members who went before, not just their birth mother and father.

    It's a mystery and a joy–if we let it be.

    We moms get to be in on this unfolding. We get to care for and guide and influence these mystery beings who in one sense march to their own drummers and in another, march to whatever tune we pipe their way.

    That's a heavy responsibility. And an awesome privilege.

    We see the parts, not the whole of our children's lives

    We can't foresee how quickly our little ones will grow up, take control of their lives and make their own decisions. At first I imagined what our girls thought or did would be an extension of my husband and me and what they'd learned in our home.

    It wasn't long before I realized that each one was her own person. That showed even more clearly as they grew into the teenage years and became adults.

    I shouldn't have been surprised. Hadn't I always said God only creates one of a kind?  

    Being a mom is an exercise in giving

    Not one of us who's a mom comes out of it the same as we went in.

    And that's a good thing!

    Being a mom quickly throws ice water on any traces of a me-centered mode of living. Screaming babies who need to be nursed or have their diapers changed bring an urgency that supersedes our own needs. 

    Through all the years . . .

    We keep learning and growing, stretching to accommodate what sometimes strikes us as the "shocking ideas" of our kids and grandkids. Still, we want to be fair so we evaluate it. Often we find ourselves thinking, Hmmm. I never thought of it that way.

    That's a good thing. It keeps us from growing barnacles as we sit in our safe harbor of already knowing absolutely what we think about everything.

    God never meant us to stay stuck in our thinking. At any age He expects us to be growing, because only He knows what He would have us become over a lifetime.

    Whatever age your children or mine may be, however we may applaud or decry their lifestyles, only God can see the whole of their lives. And so we keep praying.

    Our kids bring out our best side

    Poet Roy Croft wrote a poem titled "Love." It's often used at weddings, but I think these lines express what many of us would say as we think about how rearing our children has changed us: 

    I love you,
    Not only for what you are,
    But for what I am
    When I am with you.
    I love you,
    Not only for what
    You have made of yourself,
    But for what
    You are making of me.
    I love you
    For the part of me
    That you bring out ...

    Being a mother changes us

    Our children grow and so do we. That's reason enough to thank God.

    None of us knows what tomorrow will bring. Don't let this Mother's Day pass without expressing your love to your mother while you can.

    From now on let it become your resolve to write your children and tell them what they mean to you and how proud you are to be their mom–not just on Mother's Day, but every day. You will bless their lives and also your own.

    Love never needs a special day as an excuse to be spoken. Or written. So any day of the year let your love flow freely. The more you give away, the more you get back. 

    And wouldn't each child, whatever their age, welcome a bit of extra encouragement and assurance from their mom? 

    Blessings and much joy to you,

    Lenore

  • Is our future determined by the color of our skin and by how we live? 

    As racial and economic tensions boil over across our Nation, a lot of people urgently want to know. That makes it a good time to talk about one of my heroes, the late Sonya Carson.

    If aBlog. Sonya Carson closeup. 9.20nyone ever had the right to say, "I never had a chance!" it's Sonya.

    This photo shows her many years and a world away from how her life began.  

    I heard Sonya's story when, years ago, my husband and I attended a convention with other career people. We sat in that large auditorium and for an hour, our featured speaker held us spellbound. No one moved or even coughed. He shared from his life and frequently told of ways his mother's faith and courage shaped his character.

    He said something like this, "My mother always told us our life would be whatever we made of it because we were the captains of our ships, but also that God would give us strength to handle whatever came." 

    In many ways hers is an unbelievable story–except, it's true

    Sonya grew up one of 24 siblings in a very poor family in rural Tennessee.  She dropped out of school in third grade and apparently nobody paid much attention. Here's another shocker: Just a few years later, when Sonya was 13 years old, an older man wanted to marry her and no one intervened. 

    The newlyweds moved to Detroit and after a couple of years Sonya bore two sons and lived a comfortable life. 

    Then came the shocker. She learned her husband had another wife and family across town and frequently visited them.  

    Sonya took her two sons, ages eight and ten, and moved to Boston to live with her sister. She divorced her husband and began her life as a single parent, well aware she had almost no education and no skills.

    What to do?

    Two years later Sonya and her boys moved back to Detroit, into substandard housing, all she could afford. Immediately she set out to do what she knew how to do: clean house for others. She promised herself–and her wealthy employers–that she would do the best job of cleaning they ever had.

    To pay expenses Sonya regularly worked two and three jobs, leaving home before sunrise and often not returning until around 11 p.m. She clothed the three of them by patching and darning garments from Goodwill. Summer weekends found Sonya and the boys picking produce on shares with local growers so they'd have fresh food and she could can the excess. 

    Every week the trio attended worship services and participated in the day's church activities.

    These three were victims, right? Wrong!

    When Sonya died in 2017, he wrote this in his obituary tribute:  

    "If anyone had a reason to make excuses, it was her, but she absolutely refused to be a victim and would not permit us to develop the victim mentality either."

    Of school and other challenges

    The Carson boys did what their friends did after school, played outside, then watched TV. 

    Sonya's younger son struggled. Classmates labeled him "Dummy" and jeered he was the dumbest kid in the world. Soon he believed it and brought home a report card full of Fs.

    His mother would have none of it and told him, "Son, you have to work harder. You have to use that good brain God gave you. Do you understand me?"

    She prayed. "Lord, if You can take nothing and make a world out of it, You can take my situation and make it work–for the boys' sake."

    Before long she felt she knew exactly what to do.

    Sonya sets new house rules 

    First, homework must be completed right away after school. No exceptions.

    Sonya observed her clients didn't spend much time watching television and instead, they read books. Now she told her sons they were allowed only two TV programs per week, chosen and agreed on in advance–and okayed by her. The rest of the time the TV would be turned off. Period.

    Each week the boys must read two books they chose at their neighborhood public library and write a one-page report on each book, turning it in to her by week's end.

    What's more, both boys must be in their apartment by 5 pm, with the door locked. "You don't open that door for anyone except me. With gang members picking fights out there, it's not safe. I love you both and I want you to live. 

    "You are on your honor and I trust you because I believe in you. We live God's way and we keep our promises, so I know you won't disappoint me."

    Reading brings results

    The boys began hanging out at the library. One librarian took an interest and began pointing out books they might like. The younger son first read about animals and then developed an interest in rocks and science. 

    Each week both boys handed their book reports to their mother. She read them with a red pencil in her hand and questioned them thoroughly. Her son laughed while telling us it took a couple years before the brothers realized their mother could barely read what they wrote.  

    Before long "Dummy" began answering questions classroom questions correctly, even volunteering extra information. He finished the school year as one of the best students in class.

    He told us only his mother was not surprised

    "She always told us, 'If you can read, Honey, you can learn just about anything you want to know. The doors of the world are open to people who can read. And my boys are going to be successful in life, because they're going to be the best readers in the school."

    Sonya never stopped believing in her sons. Or in God.  

    Over and over she told them, "Learn to do your best and God will do the rest."

    Sonya lived by that principle herself and indeed, no client ever wanted anyone else to clean their homes.

    Their mother's words became their mindset, too

    Blog. Ben Carson. Mom. Wife. 7.11Curtis, Sonya's older son, became an engineer.

    Benjamin, our convention speaker, earned a scholarship to Yale and eventually became a pediatric neurosurgeon, internationally known. He successfully separated a number of conjoined twins using his pioneering techniques and instructing other surgeons.

    This former "F" student also became one who debated famous proponents of evolution and atheism and has written a number of books. 

    In 2001, Ben was named one of 89 Library of Congress "living legends." If you look up the current list of books he wrote, they number 15. One of them was made into a movie by the same name, "Gifted Hands," which tells about his life and stars Cuba Gooding, Jr. 

    You've probably figured out that her younger son is Ben Carson, who retired from medicine and now serves as the U.S. Secretary of Housing and Urban Development (HUD).

    As for Sonya, once her sons were grown, she took her own advice. She earned her GED and took college classes before becoming a successful interior decorator. 

    Some would label Sonya's story unbelievable, a fluke  

    The answer is this is a true story about real people.

    People of faith understand that Sonya so clearly relied on God all along–and HE is the real hero of her story. 

    The same God who gave her strength promises to guide us and strengthen us, too.  

    He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.  Isaiah 40:29 ESV

    I can do everything through him who gives me strength.                                                           Philippians 4:13  NIV

    Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.  Proverbs 3:5-6  NIV

    Like Sonja, we can know God will hear us when we ask in faith. 

    Trusting, too,

    Lenore

  • Dear Moms,

    Trust me: It's all worth it!

    You recognize the sweet moments of mothering for what thBlog. Mom cooking w. child. 7.11ey are.

    Here's what I know now that I missed when our children were growing up:

    The not-so-sweet moments are worth just as much. 

    From this vantage point I understand that every day is a "puzzle piece" in the whole of your life.

    Those "nothing days" add depth you can't recognize in the middle of making a life. The tiresome, mundane stuff you do every day just because you're a mom are necessary to complete the design.

    It's easy to lose sight of that in the middle of changing one more poopy diaper. Or mopping up spills on the floor you just cleaned. (Why can't it stay clean at least one day?) Or listening to another recital of, "Mommeee, look what he did to me!" followed by, "It's not my fault. She started it!"

    I confess that too often I forgot that the chaos was happy chaos and forgot to appreciate that my life was good and rich and full. 

    Maybe you do, too.

    Keep the Big Picture in Mind

    I know now that every day counts, even those days so pointless or frustrating you could scream. You are leaving tracks on your child's tomorrows, one tiny bit at a time.

    The old truth, "More is caught than taught," applies here.

    Mom love often looks like cleaning up and mopping up. Loving and praying for strength. Cooking and packing lunches. Throwing smelly clothes into the washer. Loving and praying for patience. Chauffeuring kids and cleaning up messes and loving. Praying to know what to do. Forgiving and forgetting. Loving. Praying. Falling into bed exhausted and starting over the next morning.

    Take a fresh look. See your life for what it is: a work-in-progress

    That's fitting, since your children, too, are a work-in-progress. 

    Every part of every day, they're growing.

    Whatever stage they're in, they are in the process of becoming.

    You are, too.

    So relax

    Let go of straining to "do it right." Forget keeping track of how many boxes you can check on the latest "Effective Parenting Techniques" list.

    Your kids are following you around, watching how you role-model dealing with everyday life. Every day they conduct their own comparison study on whether what you do matches what you say. 

    That's what they'll remember–and copy–as they live their lives.

    Please take that as encouragement. If you're loving your kids and forgiving them when they mess up and accepting them for who they are, that's what they'll remember.

    And you are not on your own. Just ask God to show you the way to love your family as they need to be loved and to give you strength for the day. You can trust Him to be faithful.

    So just love your kids and be yourself. It's okay not to be The Coolest Mom on the Block. 

    Take the Long View

    Will it all be good? Maybe not. You might travel through some rough patches or trying years. One child may be extra hard to handle or have special needs that don't go away. Another may develop big problems you hadn't noticed earlier. Your teenager or young adult child may disappoint you. Or worry you. Or drive you to your knees.

    Not one of us wants our children to struggle, but it doesn't mean God has walked away.

    From the struggle may come the strength, for them and for you.

    Remember, He's growing you, too.

    Where to turn when you feel overwhelmed

    Don't hang around in risky territory, such as thinking I can't take any more of this. You can get stuck in that quicksand.

    Take charge of your thoughts. (I promise it gets easier with practice.) 

    Focus your attention on the privilege of rearing the children you've been given. Even on your most trying days, remember this: 

    God gave you your children because you are just right for each other.

    Some days you may run on empty

    That's the time to put the good stuff in. Find some Bible verses that speak to your heart and fill your mind with them. I find it helps me to change my mindset if I repeat favorite Bible verses to myself.  

    Here's a favorite Bible verse you probably know. I underlined it in my Bible years ago and it still speaks to me when I'm feeling weary. 

    He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.  Isaiah 40:29-31

    Dear friends and fellow moms, breathe in that strength that never runs out and hang on. You are right where you're supposed to be and every day counts.

    Take it from one who found it to be true: It's all worth it!

    Love from my heart to yours, 

    Lenore