What does being the mother of teenagers mean to me? Well, Iíve thought about this for some time, trying to come up with some deep inspiration to share. I donít think Iíve been successful at that but I will share what it has been like for me so far.
I decided when my first son was born that my focus in life would be to stay home and be a MOM. Gladly I gave up working outside the home to watch Sesame Street and Winnie the Pooh. There isnít one ounce of regret for this decision, and I strongly encourage any new mother out there to seriously consider this. God will reward you, and you can make it.
I guess I always thought things would be easier when my boys were older. There would be more time for ME, Iíd get to do my own thing and I wouldnít have to worry so much. WellÖwe all know that just isnít true. I am finding out that although I donít have to rock them to sleep anymore, get up in the middle of the night with them, guard over them while they are outside playing, they still need me just as much, just in a different way. They may be more physically able to care for themselves, but emotionally and spiritually I still have work to do. And being a mother, I donít mind at all. After all, thatís what Iím here for.
I remember when my oldest son was getting ready to go into Jr. High. I was in a panic! I wasnít ready for this. I had just taken a job at school, which is a blessing in itself, and I saw how some of kids behaved in Jr. High! I was scared to death! Would he be able to handle it? Would I be able to handle it? What was going to happen? I had visions of all the trouble he could get into and I really felt out of control. It was, for me, as scary as when he started Kindergarten. But, I remember one morning being deep in prayer with God telling HIM all about my fears and it occurred to me, or rather God spoke to my heart and told me, that I really had nothing to fear! Both of my sons came to know the Lord at a young age, they belong to God! They are children of the King. He loves them more than I do! He wasnít going to let anything dreadful happen to HIS children. Why was I so afraid? So right then and there I totally gave both of my boys back to God. They are His and He has a plan for them. My job is to teach them His ways and how to Love Him. Once I discovered this, everything was fine. I could sleep again at night without waking up in fear of what the world was going to do to my son when he entered Jr. High and eventually High School. Now, Paul is in High School and Samuel, my baby, is getting ready for Jr. High, but you know what? Iím not afraid this time because I know that his Heavenly Father is holding his hand every step of the way. Just like that same Heavenly Father is holding my hand as I raise my sons.
My advice to mothers is very simple. It is the greatest secret that is no secret at all. From the moment you know you are going to be blessed with a child, PRAY. Pray for that child to know the Lord, pray for their protection from things unseen, pray for guidance as you raise that child and one thing that I prayed for when Paul was in 6th grade ( because remember I was in a panic), and Iím praying this for Samuel now as he gets ready to enter Jr. High. I prayed that the Lord would give him just ONE, good, Christian friend. Just one! Someone that would think like him, hold the same values and beliefs as him, like the same things as him-like The Beatles and guitars, and someone who he could go through school with and trust to always be there. Well, I donít think Paul even knows I did this, but you know what, God was faithful. And one Christian friend has turned into several Christian friends. Pray for your children. No matter what age they are. Pray for things you normally donít think about-something as simple as just having one, good, Christian friend.
I have only begun my journey as a mother of teens, and I donít pretend to know all the answers. We havenít experienced all the trials and temptations, but I know that no matter what comes our way we will make it through because we have a Father that is guiding us.
Now I know my purpose and mission as a mother; to raise my boys to be Godly men and one day Godly husbands and fathers. Being a mother of teenagers can be overwhelming at times, and believe me if you are the mother of teenage boys you will never have enough food in the house! - But how rewarding it is. When you give your children to God, lay down your fears, and let HIM do what He has planned for their lives, you are free to enjoy these years. They can turn out to be the best ones yet. They donít have to send you into a panicÖjust give them back to God.
I want to leave you with a verse that I found during my panic time. This verse speaks for my heart and is truly how I feel about my task as a mother. It is found in 3rd John, verse 4.
ďI have no greater joy than to know that my children are walking with the Lord.Ē
Oh how I admire you and other parents raising teenagers, and especially boys. I am the mother of a three year old boy...he's so precious to me, but at night when it's dark and quiet I wonder about the years ahead and what my husband and I will face as he grows and learns...it truly does have to just be given to God...thank you for these thoughts. I really enjoyed it...