When I found out I was pregnant for the first time, I was elated. I sang at the top of my lungs the entire 45-minute drive home the doctor's office. And then reality hit—I was going to be a parent.
Since the beginning of time, noble men and women have raised godly sons and daughters in the way they should go (see Proverbs 22:6). Many of those children have gone on to do great things for the kingdom of God.
It's a beautiful thing to follow the life of a child from birth to death when that life has been diligently prayed over, instructed, and nurtured. I have four daughters now, ages 7 to 16, and I can't wait to see what God does in their lives.
When a child is born, I often wonder what God knows that we do not. Could it be that this child is meant to cure cancer? Care for those with AIDS/HIV? Evangelize millions?
For those brought up to know the Lord, the possibilities are as limitless as God's purposes for us. Yes, children raised in ungodly homes go on to do great things. But those raised in godly homes will likely go on to do great things for the glory of God.
Every child is a promise, a seed. For a seed to grow it must be planted, nurtured, and cared for—daily.
And it is that dailyness that gets to us—to me, anyway. As a homeschool mom, I'm not always up for "weeding" the seeds I've planted. I let attitudes slide, behaviors slip. And before long no one in the house resembles Christ, myself included. I have lots of reasons (or are they excuses?)—deadlines, schedules, headaches. My self-absorption causes me to let the weeds in my children's lives get out of control.1