As a mother, we do the impossible! Not just in the day-to-day work, sacrifice, and love. But in the essence of what we are meant to do. We go from our children’s complete dependence upon us to setting them free. We take responsibility for their every moment, yet are expected to find our way to equip them to thrive independently.
One extreme to the other.
I often wonder how a mama does it without Jesus.
Surrendering to that process isn’t easy. And ultimately, surrendering those we love most – even when it means surrendering them to the One who loves them beyond measure – sometimes feels impossible. How do we not let fear take over? How do we not allow the tendency to hyper-control our world to steal our children’s opportunities to become the best of who God calls them to be?
There is so much to this surrendering as a mother.
It’s surrendering when mothering doesn’t resemble the dream we’ve carried for a lifetime. It’s when our children make choices that grieve our hearts. Or, when mental or physical illnesses strike.
We are forced to surrender to the effects of broken families, financial limits, and differences that drive wedges between us and the ones we love.
Wherever you are in your mothering journey – just starting or years down the road – you will find yourself called to surrender.
You see, our children belong to God first and foremost. They are merely on loan to us while we are all here on earth. He allows us the privilege of parenting our children.
Although this reality surfaces often in our lives, two pivotal moments of surrender stand out sharply in my own collection of memories. One of those I describe in detail in my book, Surrendered Hearts. It was when I had to surrender the child I believed to be my daughter, back to God. I had to find a way to praise Him in the middle of the loss and fill my heart with gratitude for the opportunity to be this child’s prayer warrior for all the days of my life.
And the other time was just a couple of years ago. It was when I finally surrendered both my fear and the need to control all things in regard to our daughter’s special needs. You see, after we brought her home, our world was turned upside down by unforeseen special needs. For the next few years, I wore myself weary searching for doctors and researching every possible solution to restore my daughter’s health.
I didn’t want to accept any limits to her life. I had one vision of wholeness for my daughter and lost myself in that vision. Not standing with arms open, I was unwilling to receive God’s version of the story -to see the possibility of life beyond my own version.
But surrender did come and with it, peace washed over my soul.
A Mother’s Prayer
I began seeing wholeness differently. I understood love in a new way and I realized that even if my daughter never lived an independent life, she was whole – victorious – and free.
Today we are a different family. We are stronger now. Our bond deepened and our footing solidified. I see that our daughter is making a deep impact in this world just as she is. God’s version of her story reaches further than any of my prior dreams.
So today, sweet mama friend, feel my love. See me looking into your eyes and whispering the word “surrender” over your life.
Do what you can – that which God gives you to do – then surrender the rest. Don’t push beyond what your mental and physical health can bear. And don’t let fear rule your heart because fear, just as Zach William’s song says, is a liar.
Satan is the author of all lies. One of those lies is fear. Fear keeps us from our best. It causes us to act in extremes rather than in purpose and with sound judgment. He tries desperately to hide God’s truth. The truth that says with God all things are possible (Matt. 19:26). He is our defender (Ex 15:2-4) who will make a way (Is 43:16-19). He sees us (Gen 16:13) and will never leave us (Heb 13:5).+
Mama, take that step today.
Trust God with the child who was His long before they were yours.
Trust Him to walk you through all your days of parenting. Through the hard times and the celebrations – the differences and the unity. Trust God to hold you and your child tight all the days of your lives. Look to Him and His Word for wisdom to know when to do and when not to do – when to speak and when to remain quiet.
And, most importantly, get in battle-ready mode. The fiercest of battles are fought on our knees in prayer. A mother’s prayer will last forever and pass from generation to generation. If we can do nothing else, we will still move mountains with prayer.
A Mother’s Prayer
Have You Read Our Story of Surrender?
Our story was one holding lots of confusion. Amid the tears and frustration, I found the power of living surrendered. I discovered the peace of knowing I was walking in God’s will and could trust wherever He took me. Finding that doesn’t usually come along the golden paved roads. It comes along the broken ones.