The Power of Mom
One of my friends has this great t-shirt. It says, “I make milk. What’s your superpower?” You know why I love that? It reminds me that I’m a superhero to my children.
Before you ask, no, I’m not lactating. Our power as moms spans from conception/adoption to eternity. I believe God made all His children for a purpose. That means we are all destined for greatness in God’s eyes. In some cases, like Olympic swimmer Michael Phelps, it means a gift that brings fame and fortune—after a lot of hard work. For others, it may mean having an unique gift to bring comfort, the ability to share God’s word with boldness, or maybe be a great dish washer. Whatever the gift, who helps develop and encourage it? Mom!
How many hours did Debbie Phelps have to sit by a pool? How about Stephen Spielberg’s mom who used to make fake blood for his home movies? How about my mom who told me how brilliant my first short story was and that I needed to keep writing?
Being a mom is powerful. It means our children have someone who believes in them, someone who’s got their backs.
Watching Debbie Phelps’ face while her son swam said exactly that. But so often, peers, teachers, and others may not recognize the things in our children that will make them great. Even Jesus’ brothers didn’t recognize who He was. What about a boy with ADHD who drives his teachers crazy? He might become a record breaking Olympic swimmer because of all his energy. Who will help him see his potential? Mom!
We, as moms, have superpower. We are cheerleaders, prayer warriors, teachers, boo-boo tenders, game/recital watchers, good Candyland losers, and mostly, springboards to greatness.
Oh, in case you wondered, we have the same superpower as wives (minus the Candyland part). Yes, we are that cool.
Jenn,
Phenomenally encouraging post!
I'd love to see you follow it up with a similar post expounding on the last paragraph. Too many wives don't realize the power they have to help their husbands to greatness.
Excellent topic that we sometimes overlook. I especially like the last part where you describe some of the characteristics of a mother. I had never thought of all those roles. I like the thought of being a cheerleader, prayer warrior, game loser (since I lose most of the time anyway).
I just recently woke up to my role of tending my husband. Thanks for the humorous reckoning!
Although occasionally you do still have to lose at Risk or Monopoly against your husband, too 🙂
Great post!
Sallie
Hah! LOL! My hubby LOVES it when I lose at Risk when we play after the kids go to bed (and change a few of the rules…).
Thank you for the reminder that I matter in my childrens' lives. Being a mom to two teenagers, especially one who has decided to turn their back on much of the relationship they had with God, isn't easy. I must often remind myself that what I do for God does not go unnoticed, and my faith is strengthened when I see Him answer a prayer for my children. All happens in His time, not mine.
The more I talk to moms and the longer I am one, I realize our children are the area we are most vulnerable. A mother wants the best for their child, and whether the child is making poor choices or the child suffers from an ailment outside his or her control, a mother feels no greater pain than the suffering of her beloved children.
Debby,
Thanks for the reminder that we must keep our eyes focused on the Father at all times.