This blog will step on some toes. It may make you shake in your bones, like I have been all morning. Even as I type I feel his heart erasing all lies.
I’ve been in a season of huge changes. Mostly spiritual . Where He is stripping me of all self pride, and turning my face towards his. To what is REALLY important in His kingdom.
I would like to start off with an apology. I’m sorry to anyone that I have made feel inferior. I’m sorry if I have posed my life as all perfect and all spiritually sound. It’s not.
What I am saying is Jesus can do so much with a humble heart. He can mold you and shape you into what He sees best. Set down your pride.
Everyone knows my beliefs. I’m very open about what I think is best for my family. I’m so passionate about it in fact that I was drawn into a state of judgement. Judgement against Mothers that didn’t raise their children the way I saw fit.
All morning has been a tidal wave of emotions. A tidal wave of HIS heart for Mothers everywhere.
Jesus doesn’t love me or value me more in his kingdom because I breast feed my children. Because I saw it best not to vaccinate them. Because I feed my children organic food , and keep fluoride out of their mouths. Ha. Nope.
He is stripping me of all judgements.
All my ” I will nevers!”
Absolutely, I feel passionate about natural living. It’s something that’s in my very being. He designed me to research. He designed me . He designed ME.
He didn’t design me to design YOU.
How many women have felt inadequate at play dates ? How many women compare themselves to a friend that they think is Super Woman? How many have been hurt and turned away from the arrogant mothers that refuse to see their side. I’ve been that Mother. I’ve judged. I’ve turned up my nose at high fructose filled snacks. That was me.
What did I gain from this attitude? A bunch of junk. A bunch of junk I’ve had to break through and shake off …..
I’ve had to change my whole mindset. Why?
Because In Jesus there is no judgement.
I recently met a new friend whom I love so much. I love her heart and her personality. But in my mind I thought of her as a project.
When we hang out I can pour my life into hers. She can really see who Jesus is. She can really learn from me how to parent. She can really see what is good to feed her children. I know everything.
Blah blah freaking blah.
My father broke my heart this morning. All day I have been sobbing because I’ve seen my mistakes, and he wants other mothers to know what’s really important.
What really builds healthy lifestyles. What really draws the crowds and the millions.
We should never think of a person as a project. We need to love them. How can we show them love? How can we make them feel important ? How can we build them up?
It sure as heck isn’t about writing a one sided comment on Facebook. It isn’t about shunning the formula supplementing mother. It’s about unity.
There are seasons to stand up for what you believe in. Absolutely. The Lord made you to have passions. To teach mothers that need wisdom. To come along side a hurting Mother and show her love. Yes. That’s his heart.
Just make sure your motive is love.
By the way. My kids hate these nasty cookies. And I just handed them some Goldfish.