It had been a busy day and I kept moving from morning to night, actually, with a new baby in the house, I was moving in the middle of the night as well.

 It was bedtime for my other two and I had just tucked them in. Completely exhausted with my third child now asleep in my arms, I sat down to catch my breath.

When I revived enough to make it up the stairs, I tucked my enfant son in his crib and tiptoed down the hall to check on my two little girls. They were breathing softly in sleep.

 “Good” I thought, “I’ll scoot to bed now.”

However, as I lingered at the girl’s door watching them in their beds, the weight of raising them hit me. The responsibility of their lives overwhelmed me. Did I have what it takes to raise them?

 Up to this point, God had entrusted me with three eternal human beings. Three people that would spend eternity somewhere, and I was their mother. Their teacher. Their nurturer. At this age, I was everything to them.

I slid down the wall in the hallway and sat on the floor and cried, “Oh God, help me to be a good mother to these children. Teach me how to raise them to serve you”.

 I understood I couldn’t do it on my own.

 I knew I needed God in a big way.

When no one notices the sacrifices you make, the love you give or the patience you display day after day – God sees you.

God did help me to raise these three to adulthood, plus two more. He’s such a Faithful Father. You can trust Him to help you too.

He’s a Faithful Father.

I encourage you to memorize these verses. Write them out and carry them close. God will help you.

 “Children are a gift from the LORD; they are a reward from him”. Psalm 127:3

 “He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; He gently leads those that have young”. Isaiah 40:11

 “I know the Lord is always with me. I will not be shaken, for he is right beside me”. Psalm 16:8

 “Dear Heavenly Father, I too am overwhelmed at my responsibility. I’m pulled in all different directions and feel like I’m about to fall apart. Please help me. Let me see the children you have placed in my care as gifts, rewards from you. Give me everything I need to be a godly mother. My trust is in you. Please help me.” 

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