“I have no greater joy than this, to hear of my children walking in the truth.”
After a whole package of bacon, a loaf of homemade bread toasted and swimming in bubbling butter, scrambling cheese eggs and pouring countless cups of tea and coffee, I gathered my 4 children into the living room together, for one more moment to point all of them, at one time, to Him–the one who is my life and strength.
When they are all over the world–Oxford, Hollywood, Boston, Colorado Springs, I often wonder, while on my knees, “Are they still walking with God? Are they being influenced by the world? Are their hearts loyal?” It is such a hard world they live in.
I do not always like what I have to walk through. I am Pollyanna and want life to be easy, neat, clean with no issues–
but my life has never been that way, and I still have to walk through the messes and stresses that each day and each child brings.
But as their mom, they look to me to see how I am walking through them and what choices I make, a moment at a time, to live in faith amidst it all.
But in the four days when we will be together, I must steal this moment, one more time to be intentional, to point them to the One who is truth. I do what we did every day for years and years and take them with me before the throne of God and look into the heart of God and into His word.
And so I begin, “I know you have heard all of this before. But I have only this morning, while all of you are home together, to share my heart with you and to pray for you.”
It is a rare moment for me–to have a 28 year old, 26, 23, and 17 all in one room, all sipping, munching and together–wondering–did the work of my life take root. Is this motley crew, this group called Clarkson, attuned to what we have always held fast to–together, one day at a time.
But, this intention to not waste the opportunity to one more time document the eternal One who holds our lives, is the focus and strength of all that I am as a mother.
And so I ask, “What is the anchor, the verse, the foundational focus of your life right now? What is giving you strength to hold fast to the ideals we have always cherished in our home?”
And then, all four, in the midst of chatter, antics, even still the wiggling like they did when they were little, pour out their hearts honestly, naturally, comfortable still with our habit of gathering to talk about what really matters– Read the rest at I Take Joy