When I think back to the day you were born, I can see how God was orchestrating our story from the very beginning. You were hoped for and loved long before you came to be, a fulfillment of deep longings and desires in my heart. God used that time in my life to slowly peel back my fingers from the grip of control I thought I needed to have on my life. I thought I would have three kids, two years apart, the perfect family.
Miscarriage. Partial Molar Pregnancy. Uncertainty about ever having children. Those words were NOT part of my plan. But they became part of my story anyway and as a result, you were a beautiful gift after a season of loss.
I didn’t dare hope with a due date of May 9th that you would come in April. It was a secret longing of my heart-to have an April baby- one that only our Father knew. When I went to bed on April 29, 2003, I thought it would be a typical night of pregnancy, but you made it clear that you were ready to come. Later it seemed like you changed your mind. We pushed against each other for three hours both of us determined to get our way. I discovered in those long, excruciating hours that I had a strength in me I didn’t know existed. A strength that I would need to handle your strong will. I believe that God knew you needed me. But He also knew that I needed YOU!
Here we are eighteen years later and we still push against each other. You’re grasping at independence while I’m desperately trying to let go. You’re figuring out how to be an adult and I’m trying to understand how to parent an adult. It’s messy at times and painful. I say things I regret. You feel like you can never please me.
Yet here’s what I know for sure- every season of difficulty we have ever faced has birthed a deeper, stronger, more exquisitely beautiful relationship between us. I am amazed that you love me like you do. And I am overwhelmed with pride when I see you succeed, knowing how hard you have fought to get there.
I still try to control all the things, don’t I? It always comes from a place of wanting what is best for you, but I forget that while I get to influence your story, I don’t get to write it. I’m so grateful that you have committed your life to the One who writes the best stories, the One who takes our brokenness and turns it into beauty. All of our chapters seem to be variations on that theme! God brings us to a place of brokenness, so that we will know to our core that there is nothing we can do apart from Him. And then He sweetly and lovingly restores, bringing us back to a place of beauty, stronger than what we could have ever been on our own.
If there is one thing I could tell you on this momentous day, your eighteenth birthday, it would be to remember this truth. Your failures and your mistakes are interwoven into your story for a purpose. They will cause you to appreciate the wonder and the beauty God is preparing for you in deeper and better ways than you could have ever imagined.
After you were born, I spent the next twenty four hours hooked up to an IV, unable to get out of bed. Dad changed every diaper, learned how to swaddle you, held you close when I was too weary to even lift my arms. I felt like my very first day of motherhood was a failure. Then. Now I know that it was the biggest success story ever. Because understanding my weaknesses and being poignantly aware of my inadequacies, taught me to relinquish control and to understand that you would need others to love you, support you and be there for you. It’s the lesson I need to be reminded of as you prepare to launch.
I will always be here for you, Lindsay! I will be your biggest cheerleader. I will cry the ugly tears when you sing or write or show love to others in the achingly beautiful way you do. But I will never be enough to meet all of your needs. I will continue to fail. But I can entrust you to our great God who will never let you down. What a comfort this is to me! He is worthy of our trust, so continue to walk forward confidently, holding fast to Him!
I love you, Lindsay Elise! Happy 18th birthday!
This morning, I woke up early thinking about two friends of mine, one who is younger than me, one older. I love both of them dearly and I haven’t lived close to either of them for over a decade. When we talk, it is as if no time has passed. But too much time HAS passed since our last conversations.
I have been a mentor to many girls and women in my life. It was a natural result of being a youth leader for many years when my husband was a youth pastor and then serving primarily adults for the past fourteen years But I have also been mentored by many, not because it was a formal mentor relationship, but because I learned from an early age to deliberately seek out women who would faithfully point me to Jesus.
A few years ago, I attended a workshop at a women’s conference on the topic of mentoring, specifically the challenges of the older generation reaching out to the younger and the younger generation seeking the wisdom of the older. As different women talked about the divide they felt between themselves and others, I was struck by how complicated we have made this whole mentoring thing. In many cases, mentoring has been turned into a program and women attempt to “match” themselves with a mentor. There is an inevitable disappointment when this relationship doesn’t meet expectations.
Mentoring in scripture is actually a command. In Titus 2:3 it says, “Older women likewise are to be reverent in behavior… They are to teach what is good.” And Proverbs 31:26 says, “She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.” Older women are to teach the younger, but they’re not supposed to teach their own theories or opinions. Rather they are to teach wisdom and kindness. This can only happen if women are seeking to learn from the ultimate source of wisdom and kindness, Jesus himself!
We’re all on a journey, so we are all learning things at different times and in different ways. It’s one of the reasons I have sought to invite many women to speak into my life. Some are further along on this journey and I glean from their wisdom. Others are at the same place as me and we struggle together to spur one another on. And some are a little further behind and my role looks more like instructing and guiding. But all of these relationships must be viewed through a lens of humility. I am NEVER the authority in mentoring relationships. My role is simply to point to Jesus. If we miss this, we make mentoring about what we have to pass on and about how great we are. (It’s important here to make a differentiation between mentoring and counseling or work relationships. Mentoring is not about authority, but counseling/work relationships ARE. Understanding these differences is crucial for healthy and successful relationships).
Since I don’t believe that mentoring is a program, but rather a fluid, organic relationship, it changes all of the time. When my kids were infants and toddlers, my main source of mentorship was through MOPS (Mothers of Preschoolers) programs. When they were in public school, I pursued friendships with other Moms. Now that we homeschool, my co-op friends are a huge part of my life. Through all of these different seasons, I have had older saints in my church who have pointed me to Jesus through their own pursuit of him and I have had younger women who I have been able to pour into, also pointing them to Jesus.
Do you have those friends in your life who love the Word of God and are passionate about loving Jesus more? Every time you talk together, you inevitably talk about what you are reading in scripture and about what the Lord is doing in your life. You can’t help it, because the more you fall in love with Jesus, the more it will just bubble over. And when others are on that same path, it is a beautiful thing! But you can’t force these types of relationships. You can’t expect others to be as excited as you. You must simply keep pursuing truth and asking the Lord to surround you with others who feel the same. My experience is that He LOVES to answer this prayer! When I look back over my life, I am overwhelmed as I consider the many women who have lovingly poured into me and the many whom I have been able to lovingly pour into.
It changes. The relationships I had when my husband and I first started out in ministry are still precious to me, but I haven’t lived close to these women for seventeen years! Proximity is a huge part of mentoring. And that’s okay. If you lose touch with someone who was a crucial part of your growth in life, don’t feel guilty. God used them in your life for that season. He will continue to bless them for their faithfulness whether or not you are in close relationship.
And sometimes you will pour a great deal of time and energy into others only to have them turn their backs on you. This has happened countless times in my life and it has been painful every time. BUT what the Lord is faithfully teaching me is that if I really believe that mentoring is not about me, then it’s okay if others reject me. If I have pointed them to Jesus and I have encouraged them to pursue the truth of the Word of God, then I can entrust them to the Lord and I must keep trusting in Christ myself.
Mentoring is a risk in that sense, but it is one worth taking. Because the Lord will bless our faithfulness.
Now I need to go, because I need to reach out to my two friends I woke up thinking about.
Pour into others with the wisdom and kindness you have received from Jesus. And let others who are drinking from that same well pour into you!
Recently I watched an interview between the lovely Emily P. Freeman and the equally delightful Annie F. Downs. I have been reading and listening to posts from Emily since the very beginning of my blogging days and to know Emily is to know Annie. I am always inspired when I hear their words.
This time was no exception.
In the course of the interview, Annie said something truly beautiful that is sticking with me. She said that it’s important to stay in your lane, to know what your mission in life is and then to live out of that. Then she said this- staying in your lane allows you to cheer for others who are staying in theirs. You don’t have to feel threatened by others who are living out their purpose. Knowing your mission means you can celebrate the success of others. While their lane might look similar to yours, we ALL have our own lanes. Our circle of influence is unique to us. No one else can claim our combination of strengths and giftings. This frees us to live faithfully to our mission and to be genuinely happy when others are living faithful to theirs.
This concept is so beautiful to me, because I have watched what jealousy does to working relationships. I have observed the results of someone feeling threatened and then feeling a need to minimize or diminish another’s giftings and abilities. It’s so ugly which makes the idea of celebrating others even more beautiful.
I have heard the concept of “stay in your lane” many times in my life, but this added piece of it, to celebrate others along the way, excites me. When others are critical of me, but I know I am staying in my lane, I can let go of trying to live up to their expectations. After all, they are not the ones I am trying to please. Galatians 1:10- Am I now trying to win the approval of men or of God or am I trying to please men? If I were still trying to please men, I would not be a servant of Christ. When others celebrate my success (defined as staying in my lane!), then I can know that they too are living faithful to their calling.
So stay in your lane and celebrate those who are staying in theirs!
We’re reading through the Book of Acts in our family Bible reading time and today we read a fantastic passage in Acts 5. Go ahead and read verses 17 to 42. It’s worth reading!
The religious leaders of the day were angry at the disciples who they believed were spreading lies and so they imprisoned them to get them to stop talking. God miraculously “released” them from prison- the guards didn’t even know that they were guarding an empty cell! Of course, the disciples went right back to preaching in the temple. So the high priest goes to them and basically says, “Didn’t I tell you to stop talking about this?!!” And Peter replies in verse 29, “We must obey God rather than man.”
I love this response. It’s not one that I believe you can use flippantly to give yourself permission to do whatever you want. But I do believe that there are times when “men” will expect you to act a certain way or do things the way they want you to, yet you know that what they are asking is contrary to what God requires of you. These times are incredibly hard, because people have a tendency to get mean and threatening when they don’t like what you are doing. But when you KNOW that you have sought the Lord’s will and you are convinced that He leading you in a certain way (that is not contrary to scripture!), then you have to obey God, not man.
And so the disciples had to keep telling people about Jesus.
The passage goes on to give an amazingly wise and logical discussion between Gamaliel, an honored teacher of the law, and the rest of the religious leaders. He tells them about others who had led a group of people “astray” and their rebellions came to nothing. They could rest assured that if the disciples were wrong, they would not last. But if they were truly from God, then nothing the leaders could do would be able to stop them.
My logic loving kids were thrilled with this discourse. How joyous it is to read this passage thousands of years later and know that these disciples were speaking the truth. Their “rebellion” has lasted, it has grown, it has spread. And here we are today, the recipients of the blessing of their faithfulness.
Man can’t stop God. It’s not possible.
I know what side I want to be on.
Obey God, not man!