School is starting. The faint smell of fall is carried on the breezes from the North wind that seem to teas us over the past few weeks. It's the end on one season and the budding of the next. My kids are growing up WAY to fast! Although they are still young, I see young adulthood emerging. My son, on the verge of adulthood is practicing walking in adulthood. Having to learn when and where to put off the childish things and walk like a man. It is a new and exciting season in our home!
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things. 1 Corinthians 13:11
My sweet daughter is still so young, but she, too, is learning and practicing for womanhood and yesterday, I saw the future.
Yesterday, it was just me and my girl. I was hoping to make the day special for the two of us. Of course, by about 10, I knew that wasn't going to happen. I tried, but a comfy vertical position and my pillow were calling my name! Yesterday, I was SICK! I always say, "Mommy's don't get sick." So you can imagine my shock and disbelief when I was wrapped up in 3 blankets on the couch on a summer afternoon! Now I know that illness is NOT from the Lord, but I love how he take what is intended for evil to show me good. (Gen 50:20) I just have to remember to look for it and recognize it. As I laid there on the couch, I began to watch my sweet daughter. She went about her business, but would stop to check on me. She made sure I was warm. She offered drink and cough drops. She was attentive. I noticed she was doing all the things I do when she is sick.
And then I saw the good: The glimmer of a caring, nurturing woman rising to the occasion...and doing a very good job, I might add. I remembered that one of my banner verses for child rearing is Proverbs 22:6
Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.
I have trained my daughter in nurturing. I have lead by example, not perfectly, but in love. She will one day be a fabulous wife and mother. I am just thankful to have been her practice ground and her trainer.
So, even in the midst of a fever and chills...God's promises ring through and his Grace shows me what this thing called mothering is all about.
As the seasons of life change around you, stop and take note of the new smells and colors. Don't miss a chance to see and recognize the jewels of motherhood that sparkle in the most unlikely times and places. They are the jewels that sparkle the longest in our hearts.