This morning we started off a little slow. Pictures and swimming will wear some people out! HA!
Apparently someone woke up in the middle of the night, and daddy can’t resist cuddling with his girls :) So I woke up to these twinkies…
Momma and these two played until the sleepy heads woke up!
Then we headed to church. The message was amazing and extremely convicting. Not that I like to feel convicted. I’m not a fan of squirming in my seat because I think the pastor has some direct link to God and knows all of my shortcomings, and then decides to call me out in front of the whole congregation. OK. He may not have done that, but it certainly felt like it.
One of his opening questions/points of the sermon was this?
“If you were to pull one of your children aside, and ask them who/what mommy and daddy loved the most, what would they say?”
Let that marinate in your brain for a minute.
Like, WHOA. I immediately started scrambling through all of the things Mia may say, and God wasn’t on the top of the list. Mom.FAIL. WOW.
How am I supposed to get her to love God above all else, if she doesn’t see her daddy and I doing that? So I asked Dave what he thought her answer may be and he said “She’s gonna say her.”
When we picked her up from her class, I asked her. “Mia, what does mommy and daddy love the MOST?” She replied “ME!”
I am certainly comforted to know that she is secure in our love for her, but I little disappointed in myself for not showing her who we should really love the MOST.
I can’t sit here and lie and say “Oh, I love God way more than my kids” because that would just not be accurate. This is a hard hard pill to swallow. It is so hard because my kids are here. I see them and love on them every day. Physically. And although I know, deep down that they are not MINE, He gave them to me to bring up to know and love Him, it is still SO hard to put anything above them. It has to be a constant desire. I can not just simmer, as a Christian. I need to be ACTIVELY searching Him and loving Him. The One who gave me these beautiful gifts. And it is HARD.
God never said it would be easy, I understand that. But we humans, Christians, tend to seek the easy road, the comfortable journey. Forget about Him when the road is easy and then seek Him out when the going gets tough. I am talking to myself.
Does anyone else struggle with this? Does your faith go through peaks and valleys?
Such a great, eye-opening Sunday.
He had many other, gut wrenching points, but I’ll just leave you with that question.
“If you pulled one of your children aside, asked them who/what mommy and daddy loved the most, what would they say?”
If you would like to see the rest of the sermon, you can view it here