You’re suffering and you need answers, desperate for a breakthrough. You’ve been faithful, you’ve prayed, shouted, cried, persevered and still nothing. Does God even hear, does He care? Of course He does but why hasn’t he answered, why are you still suffering? Sometimes we can feel this way and like nothing is happening but what if your breakthrough is within your reach, just a few steps away!
Parenthood is full of seasons, many good, others hard and we can feel stuck in them for what seems like an eternity and yet suddenly in a moment they have passed. One such season is that of discipline. Over the last few years we have seen particular seasons where discipline has been needed more than others. Times where it seemed our son was testing the boundaries at almost every opportunity, where behaviour was less than angelic, and we have had to be stricter. It can begin to feel like it will never end and then in a moment the behaviour improves, they learn, move on and mature.
But sometimes we can forget that God also disciplines us. Punishes us, NO! But disciplines us – allowing us to walk through things in order to learn something important, yes! Are you stuck in a season of discipline right now?
Someone once told me that when writing a blog post you need to be real; people like real stories, with real emotions. Why read it unless it resonates, why write it unless it’s real. I always try to be honest in my posts, to share from the heart and tonight is no different. When I started writing this it was tinged with sadness as my Nan had passed away only that morning. Sadness and yet also joy fill my heart as I remember her. I write this as much for me as anyone else. I want to remember our final moments together. My memories of my Nan.
I can vividly remember the scene; I’ll never forget it, it was the first time. I was at Primary school and in the library. Myself and one of my best friends had just had an argument and as young children tend to be over their temporarily broken friendships, in that moment I felt devastated.
As I walked around that small little room, just me in it, I whispered in my heart cries to God. I told Him and perhaps moaned, telling him what had just happened and pouring out my hurt and sense of just anger over this situation. He was my Father and I wanted His help. And then it came, in an instant, it was the first time I had ever really noticed it. A sudden immense peace like nothing I had ever felt. My heart was still. The hurt and anger had completely gone and there it was, a peace, a joy, a stillness. I’ll never forget that moment.
Are your children suffering? Are you struggling? What if knowing and doing just one thing could change it all! So many people don’t realise this, but it’s incredibly powerful and it could just change your’s and your children’s lives forever!
How could I have missed it? I was feeling so unwell but still how could I miss the last time. That precious moment that I can never, ever get back. I felt genuinely sad. It made me wonder, had I missed other precious ‘last time’ moments without even realising it and what else are we currently walking through that may also be the last time.
If you’ve had a difficult first labour or hard first few months with a newborn you will understand what I mean when I say the thought of another baby can be slightly traumatic. So how do you prepare yourself to do it again and avoid getting into a place of fear surrounding the next birth?
Ever had one of those days when you feel totally overwhelmed by your child’s behaviour? You feel like you’ve given all you can, encouraged and disciplined but they still behave badly. A tantrum on the way to playschool so getting out the door and arriving by 9am is near on impossible. A meltdown at bedtime so the 7pm deadline goes out the window… making their behaviour the next morning even worse! What’s behind it all? Is it us, are we missing something? Are we being too strict or too soft? So often we second guess ourselves and our actions, but what if they are really just trying to tell us something?
As I write this my son’s at Playschool. I’m sat here with a cuppa and cheeky piece of chocolate cake and actually getting time to sit and write, something I love and I’ll be honest, I feel energised. Getting time to myself isn’t something I have a lot of chance to do and yet I’m starting to realise just how important it is.
Do you ever feel guilty? Do you feel bad about little things and worry what if you’ve got it wrong? It’s a challenge for many of us mums, it’s not fun and the question is how do we avoid that unexpected motherhood guilt?
No one really warns you about those feelings of guilt that can seem to suddenly bombard us as soon as we give birth to our little ones. I still remember those early days of motherhood, how easy it was to feel bad. How I felt guilty about so many things such as my decision to stop breast-feeding or the odd times I asked my husband to settle our son instead of me. This new weight of responsibility had suddenly been handed to me and alongside my great love for my son came feelings of guilt over many little things and a striving to be perfect.