A lesson from Psalms ... and turtles

Ever since I went on a mom's retreat this weekend, my mind and heart have been focused on mothering, and all that word includes. This morning, my Psalms reading from the Book of Common Prayer took on a different meaning than I'd seen before.

"Mom-ing" is HARD. It is exhausting. Many days it feels like they suck all that is good right out of me, y'all. But it is MY CALLING. They are my mission field. So...

Psalm 62

1 Truly my soul finds rest in God;
    my salvation comes from him.
2 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
    he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.

3 How long will you (my children) assault me?
    Would all of you(my children)  throw me down—
    this leaning wall, this tottering fence? (as a mother)
4 Surely they(my children) intend to topple me
    from my lofty place;
    they take delight in lies.
With their mouths they bless,

    but in their hearts they curse.

5 Yes, my soul, find rest in God;
    my hope comes from him.
6 Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
    he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
7 My salvation and my honor depend on God;
    he is my mighty rock, my refuge.
8 Trust in him at all times, you people (mothers);
    pour out your hearts to him,
    for God is our refuge.

Do you ever feel that your sweet children are assaulting you? Well, physically, hopefully not, but spiritually and emotionally? YES. As moms we are trying to be a wall, a fence, between them and the things of this world. And so often we feel are "tottering", about to crash down. I know. I KNOW. But God has a plan. He has the answer. It comes right before AND after those rough verses! He has SURROUNDED us in His promises! My soul, my soul, can find REST in Him. Trust in Him at all times, and pour out your hearts to Him. And He will be your refuge.

I love object lessons. I loved them in Children's Church when I was growing up. I love doing them now with my kids. I love how concrete things that seem simple can teach us real spiritual truths. And this very morning, after I read this, I experienced one.

I was driving my teen to a rehearsal, and the car opposite me on a two lane road was stopped. The lady inside hopped out and ran right into the street in front of me. Thankfully we weren't going very fast to begin with, so I quickly stopped, which is when I noticed a turtle hanging out in the street, right in the middle of my lane! She gingerly picked up the little guy and began carrying him to safety.

He, in turn, started to pee. Projectile peeing, right at her. I giggled as she stretched out her hands and continued walking him to safety. As this was going on, other cars stuck behind us started honking, angry that they were being inconvenienced. As she ran past me, I shouted, "That was AWESOME!"- and she gave me a quick thumbs up.

Driving away, the parental object lesson hit me like a ton of bricks. Sometimes we need to run right out in traffic to be that wall, that fence for our children. And they won't like it. Like the verses above say, they curse us in their hearts. They figuratively "pee" all over us, right when we are trying to get them out of danger! It is tough. Many moms have been in a position just like this. The community around you may start honking at you. Why are you taking all this time, this energy, to save one who appears not to appreciate it at the time?

Can't they see what you are doing? Maybe not, but God does. And sometimes, other moms do too. So, when you see another precious mom in the traffic, yell it out-- "GREAT job!" I can tell you, she will appreciate it. That might be all the encouragement she needs--and it may be all she gets until heaven when she hears, "Well, done, my good and faithful servant."

Kirstyn Wright