If you're a mother, then you know the tight hold children have on your heartstrings. Even when they grow taller than you, the love you feel is as strong as the first time you held them in your arms. It's forever.
I read a post HERE recently about a praying mother. It reminded me of how many times I've prayed for my own kids. While none of them have ever been possessed by an unclean spirit, they have had serious issues and needs. They also know that I pray for them and appreciate my love for God and them.
They are confidant in both.
I stood witness to a funeral yesterday. The mother torn and hurting for a grown child who made choices way too terrible to understand. Her love for him was clear but her love for God, not so much. When I asked her if she had a favorite verse, she had none. She didn't have anything of God to cling to because she didn't know Him.
The sting of death is unbearable when you have no hope of heaven. As a mom, I struggled watching them suffer with the confusion they were left with. I pray that the words spoken by God's vessel (my husband) ministered to them and helped in some way. I believe that the heart is most accepting when it is at its weakest. Maybe lives will be changed because of this one lost.
Is there anything you wouldn't do for your kids?
If you're not sure how important it is to teach your kids about God and his love & forgiveness….let this be a lesson. Teach them, model Christ's love and follow His ways–someone is watching.
