Grandma often sings ĎTurn it over to Jesusí, a song I learnt at church during my early childhood. I always joined in with grandma singing this song but never understood why she was always singing it.
Now, being a mother, Iím beginning to understand why this song was so comforting to her. The daily trials she faced, looking after us as grandchildren while worrying about her grown children who werenít always walking in the light, 'was enough to drive her to an early grave.' But grandma, through her trials, learnt how to pray and trust in Jesus. So if you are a mother/grandmother today whose daughter/granddaughter wonít hear you and whose son/grandson donít seem to care, why not take Grandma Peddieís advice and turn it over to Jesus?
Donít let the situation consume you, for itís the devilís way of stealing your joy. Find your comfort in Jesus, let go of all that keeps you from living life in its fullness; turn it over to Jesus and let Him restore your joy.
Celebrate each day that you are blessed with, not just Motherís Day, for God chose you to bring life on earth and that means you are special.
I needed to hear this today it spoke to my spirit...its such a blessing when the Holy Spirit uses our vessels to bless our brothers and sisters and I am elated that He continues to use you...now do what you are called to do...there is a song that says "We Must Praise" by J. Moss--one of the lines says, "if I were a writer, I would use a pencil, no matter who and what we are we must praise," you are a writer lady, so use your pencil and PRAISE THE NAME OF THE LORD!
Blessings in Abundance,
God knew how strong women would be when it came to their children and grandchildren. Even though we are the weaker vessel, we are strong as steel only through the strength of Jesus of course.Love is one of the greatest tools we have.
I always joke about how all my plants in the house are of the silk variety because of my "black thumb" - I figure it's going to die anyway so why not just start out with silk? After reading this article, I realized that I am a gardener after all. With my children especially, but really with every relationship I have, I am gardening everyday in the way I fertilize - in the words I speak and the example I set and of course it doesn't produce an adult immediately. Growing is a process; first the roots dig down deep and then the tender leaves and eventually the fruit ... so what is my responsibility?? It can only be what is in my control - the daily labor in preparing the soil and keeping the weeds and insects away and providing wholesome nutrition. The rest belongs to the Creator to provide the proper sunlight and rain to cause healthy, steady growth. Unlike the silk plants - you just don't start with the image of a fully grown plant - or else we would be born that way; it just doesn't work that way. I'm rambling in my thoughts now, but, thank you Janice for causing an "aha!" moment for me through your sharing today :) Blessings, Jody
Janice, this thrilled me as I read it, for I can see it being a blessing to many who will relate to it. Also, I think you should ask Jodie to consider using her comment as a separate post, for it is wonderful also. God bless.