I am posting a “poem” I wrote over 30 years ago. Many mothers sent their little ones off to their first day of school today. Others sent their precious children off to college. The days are long, but the years are fast. Don’t waste them. Trust God with them. I am saying this to my heart as well as to yours!
Hey Diddle Diddle
As wrists become thin
And chubby fingers knobby
Don’t let go just yet.
Sit beside me
We’ll sing “Hey Diddle Diddle”
And you will be all mine, just a little longer.
Listen to the Lord
And He will teach you
When to hold on
And when to release them
To jump over their own moons.
Oh Lord gives these moms the grace to not only allow their children to grow up, but help them grow in you. Give them wisdom and joy in their labors which seem endless now, but it is a season that will pass way too fast. Help them to cherish the precious moments. Amen and Amen!
*Hey Diddle Diddle is a nursery rhyme.
When my daughters were little I prayed a blessing over them each time they went off to school. It was a Scripture.
Isaiah 55:12 KJV
For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
They are all grown up now and I really miss those precious moments. The other day I was out walking and the wind was blowing. A large Poplar tree up the road, was making a sound. It sounded like it was clapping. I almost had to sit down on the trail. I still pray that my girls will always go out with joy, and are led forth with peace all the days of their lives. I pray that for each of you that read this as well. I know some where trees are clapping at the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. At the same time the mountains and hills are singing a song of praise!
Five years ago I was a first grade teacher in a small Christian school in Virginia. I had some wonderful students, but occasionally they would be disobedient and if after I used all my “bag of teacher tricks” they still didn’t obey, they had the opportunity of having a chat with the school’s supervisor. She was awesome with the kids and always made a difference in their lives. One day I had a little boy who did the same offense multiple times in that day, so I made an appointment for him to see the supervisor. She talked to him and gave him a 3 by 5 card with a Bible verse to help him know what God expects from him and she prayed with him. He returned to his desk and I could tell it had made a difference in his attitude. As I continued with the lesson I was teaching, another child did the same infraction that sent my little guy to the supervisor. We were all surprised and saddened by this. The little guy with the note card raised his hand for permission to speak and said holding up the Scripture card, “You might be needing this!” I had to cover a smile and choke back a laugh. He had learned that God’s Word has the answers to all our issues and questions. Friends, I don’t know what you are dealing with or worried about or trying to overcome, but like my student, God has help for each of those needs. He knows you and He loves you. If you need a Scripture I would be happy to help you find one. If you have one, read it often and memorize it. Hide it in your heart to fight the battle you are fighting. God’s mercy is new every morning and He is a forgiving God. I say this with love in my heart… You might be needing this:
Lamentations 3:22-23 (New Living Translation)
The faithful love of the Lord never ends!
His mercies never cease.
Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.
“I know the One in whom I trust, and I am sure that He is able to safely guard all that I have given Him until the day of His return.” II Timothy 1:12 LB
Putting my daughter down for a nap, I took off her little soiled tennis shoes. Even after she was all tucked in, I held them in my hand and felt her warmth still in them. Somehow I felt if I could hold them close enough, they would stay warm, as if I could keep those little feet small and that little life sheltered.
Lord, you know how much I love our girls. You know they are growing up so fast. And when it’s time for those hands to leave mine, help me always to remember, you’ve ALWAYS held their hands, and you always will. Give them the desire to keep their hand in yours and to seek your guidance and love FIRST, above anything else.
I wrote this piece when Andi was four years old. She is now a grown woman and a bio-medical-mechanical engineer. Time flies! She is married to a firefighter! Dawn is also all grown up and lives in Washington state with her 10year old daughter, two cats, and twelve chicken and two bunnies. She is a counselor in private practice. I think it is even harder as a mother of adult children to let go. I had control when they were little to a certain extent, but now I have zero. It makes my prayer life stronger and my trust in the Lord grows daily. If your children are small, cherish the moments. If they are grown keep cherishing, but never stop trusting the Lord. He is faithful and good!
I wrote this little piece about joy over thirty years ago. This was me as a young mother trying to define the meaning of joy while living with two pre-school aged daughters in England, away from family and friends, and married to a pilot in the Air Force who seemed to be spending more time flying than at home. It was challenging for sure.
True joy for me comes when I submit to God’s will for my life. It is being faithful in the small everyday things, all the joys of being a wife and mother of two small blue eyed girls. Joy is wiping the spaghetti sauce off a battle scarred two year old’s face. (She bumped it on the tub while getting into the water for one of her tea parties!) Joy is even wiping up all the water she spilled in the process. Joy is hanging up the suit Jim plopped on the floor and remembering his strong hand in mine during prayer at church. Joy is knowing Jesus is guiding me, even when I try to set out on my own detours. He’s always there to lead me back, to refresh me in the knowledge that being a wife and mother are important to Him.
All these years later, I think the definition holds. The things that matter are the eternal things. The things done for Him with a joyful attitude. Do I always do this? Of course not, but that is still my goal and will continue to be until I see Him face to face. What I wouldn’t give to be able to go back just one day and play with my girls! I would have played a lot more! Thankfully I still get to hang up the clothes Jim plops on the floor. Somethings never change! JOY!
Thank you Jesus for making me a wife and mother. Thanks for showing me how to be content and allowing me the awareness of your precious Presence.