What a grace bestowed upon a servant called of God to suffer for Christ. What an honor to
understand when our faith is tested by God. Not if we will win or lose, but to know the depth and
heighth and length and wideth of God's love
The suffering turns to a rejoicing when the secret mysterious of Christ are revealed. We know
that the word of God tells us what is truth. And our children are protected by the wisdom we
share with our children and our obedience
God will give you the truth in your situation. And it doesn't matter what others say in such a sensitive subject such as Motherhood. We all mother in ways differently and God only knows your love and how you love. God knows the whole story.
God is the only person who can validate the substance of your sacrificail love you give your children and
it is true, the proof is in the results of your effort. Only God knows the hard work, the sacrifice that no one else saw, the efforts,
the everything you did unselfishly for your children.
When my daughter was born, I knew that she would be the center of our world, my husband
and I and she was. I couldn't wait to be a mom.
Every moment of turn as she grew from infancy,
I was setting appointments for her pictures, new outfits and even sometimes a fancy little hat for her to wear. She was and still is my joy!
My daughter is now 19 years old and I couldn't be more proud as a mother.
I worked at my relationship
with my daughter, even through my struggles of drug addiction, our bond is and
always will be strong.
I taught my daughter good values as a person and the difference between right and wrong. To think of others and manners that other adults
noticed were immpeccable who compared hers to other adults that surpassed theirs. She is intelligent and a good
problem solver and hates drama. She cares deeply and loves animals. And I LOVE that about her.
From the time
I can remember, I gave her choices in situations in order for her to feel
comfortable in deciding what she wanted and to understand who she was as a person.
I didn't want a day to go by that I didn't tell her I loved
her and many days, I said it often. One of our closeness we shared was the mischief we would play and plan together, hiding behind doors and surprising her, squirting her with a water gun for punishements and laughing, knock knock jokes while
riding in the car together, making up sounds for her to memic, funny sounds. Super fun and glued we were.....super inseperable.
I shared my feelings with her, my mistakes and would often talk with her from the time she was very little. I let her understand
I wasn't perfect or I knew all
the answers and apoligized when I should. I felt that praying before bed was important, until
she was old enough to make the choice to choose who God was to her, and Jesus.
My daughter went every
where with me and many times in my property management deals.
I loved dressing her up in cute apparrel, and shoes. I took my time in brushing her hair which
she often refused to let me put it up in pony tail and that was just fine with me,
it was her choice. Often her friends were invited over to play,
and I loved it. I always had a ball playing with her and her friends.
My daughter's birthday parties were the best. I sometimes would plan a month in advance to
everything would be perfect. The gifts for the guest, the cake especially made just
for her, and all the decorations. It had to be awesome!. Carefully planned games and prizes
for all the kids, and enjoyed every minute of it. We often had friends
join the party and
it would last into the night time. Great Fun! Fried turkey one year, Binky the clown, new
pet, hamster one year, and balloons, and bumper boat rides.
Often other parents would tell me of the terrible two's and I waited
but she never fell into
that phase, maybe the terrible three's I heard about, never went down that road with her in
that way. We were the best of buds. You see, we both were content with one another, and we enjoyed each other. It
was give and take in our relationship with mutual respect for each other's feelings and life worked for both of us in a good way, every day.
Sometimes I would role play with her to teach leadership skills which allowed me to
be a kid again. I taught her to be able to express her feelings and not be afraid to tell me the truth, and she did, always. She couldn't keep anything from me. And we both dealt with life and she said, she always felt better telling me things she questioned
in life. When she was in grade school, she made a very adult decision of seperating herself from the wrong friend who would possible get her into trouble. She was in 4th grade I believe or 3rd? Her dad and I were amazed many times at her old soul wisdom
even as a baby. She would observe and sit in contentment, just watching what was going on around her. Everything about her mattered to me, everything. Her happiness, her joy in life, her worth, even her virginity. I bought her a promise ring for purity
at a young age.
My daughter was fun and enjoyable, she often went with the flow of things and was never a
fussy person or baby. She starting talking at nine months old.
She lifted me up in life,even as a teen ager, I couldn't
get enough of her and I often told that to people.
From a very young age I listened to understand her and created a bond that instilled a worth and value. I made it a point to let her know
how awesome she is, wonderful she
is, and how much we loved her. Everyday, I spoke life
into my daughter and gave her a sense of Independance that would sustain her if anything
ever happened to her dad and I.
My world was my daughter and my husband, until one night I
overdosed on drugs. My world changed drastically. And then God showed up to draw me coming out of an out of body experience.
God pursued me for the next two years in helping me get sober from my addictions. I was in hell and it surrounded
me while God was making Himself
known in my life supernaturally. I fought for sobriety and God was making Himself real as a person in supernatural ways.
My daughter is a huge reason I got sober.
My daughter is a huge reason
I am alive today and seeking my calling for God. She would often uplift me and encourage me. She has been there to help me fight to live. My daughter is a huge reason, I made it. My daughter is my
best friend and my daughter will always be
my best friend.
The reason I am writing this is because God just spoke to me, and said,
"sister, you are a wonderful mother." God saw something in my heart He needed to speak to.
I worked so hard to be the best mother in a conscious
effort and God tells me I am.. and the proof is in the pudding. Proof is... my daughter is the result of wisdom found of all my efforts as a mother. Who she is today and the wonderful person she turned out to be as an adult. Speaking life and encouraging
her growing up and supporting her no matter what. This is the result of the stablity and foundation that was built by her dad and I.
Mother's be good to your daughters because they will grow up one day and have to deal with
feelings from your actions whether good or bad or behaviors found
in co-dependancy or low self worth or self esteem. Everything matters of what
you plant in your children, so be good to them and plant good seeds of life, bless them, respect
them, listen to them and do not curse them. Watch your tongue, it is a powerful tool that speaks life or death and the tone in which you use to speak to your children matters.
You can have a degrading or condescending
tone, or harsh tone and harsh words,
but the point is, everything matters in what you plant and how you say it. Your children is a product of your parenting skills in how they will cope with life without you. Our children are only on
loan to us from God. And we are responsible for them until the age of decision, I say around 14. Pretty much your job is done in parenting. You then become the guide to help them along the way of them making their own choices, but their life belongs to them
and God. For them to make their own decisions, good or bad, and to support them no matter what happens. Mistakes are lessons learned. If your not making mistakes, your not learning.
We never give up on our children, we never abandon them
and it is our responsiblity to let them know we are always available when they need us.
Do not listen to those who would criticize
your mothering ways. Let them examine themselves and test themselves of what their results
are in their
own children and tell them their opinions of you as a mother is none of your business.
I have to commend my daughter for being strong in all my struggles as a spiritual warrior for
God, she supported me, and my husband. They may not have
understood it all, as even i
did not, but they have been there for me. My daughter is amazing, i picked a good dad for her,
and she is the product of a purposed effort of working at a close relationship I value greatly.
She is one awesome
and amazing young woman.
I asked God to mark her for greatness over 12 years ago?, asked Him to spare her the suffering that I
went through in life, but to bless her, highly favor her and protect her, because I can't.
And I know GOD's
promises are true. I'm going to make sure of that and leave an awesome
spiritual inheritance for her and others before I leave this earth.
And one day, she will know why I was
working so hard in seeking God in all my years
from the moment He rescued me when I overdosed on drugs in 2002.
Thank you Ica for helping me in this world so I could rescue many out of their sins for salvation. You ROCK ICA!
Thank you Ica for being the best daughter a mother could ever
have or want. God chose you for me and I couldn't see my life without you.