I really didn’t mean for this post to be a true “Valentine’s Day” post, but it is something I have been thinking about for a while now. It just so happens that it also about love, so Happy Valentine’s Day y’all!
Ever since both of my boys were born, I have prayed for them. I have prayed for their health,their comfort, and even to help them sleep at night.(That one was kind of selfish, but you do what you gotta do.) At the beginning of the year, I began reading Jen Hatmaker’s for the love. It’s a great book. I recommend it if you’re a wife, a mom, or just a person. She talks about raising kids and what’s important to her. One thing that she says is that she wants her kids to “Love people.” That seems easy right? I started praying that my children would love people.
Then, the other day, this horrible thought hit me. How can my kids love people if I don’t show them what that is? For a few months, I have been praying to “love others like Jesus did.” However, my life didn’t look any different. So, this hit me pretty hard. How am I supposed to teach my kids to love others, when their mom isn’t doing a great job of it herself?
So, now, here I am. I am trying my best to love others like Jesus did. Unconditionally, no matter how unlovable they might seem. I am trying to love others who aren’t like me. Not just not like me, but REALLY not like me. I know that most of you parents out there in the world probably are reading this, thinking “Duh, Stacy. Anything you want your kid to do, you have to do it yourself.” but this thought has totally rocked my world. And my way of looking at people. So now, my prayer is “God help me love others so that my children will know how to love others.” It’s harder and much more fulfilling than it sounds.