Today, I sit with the two children I part-time nanny for. Their mom is a hairstylist, and dad works for a leading computer company. I am so thankful it’s only part-time, as it W-E-A-R-S me out! But I enjoy it. The thought of quitting brings me to tears. Today, these girls are my ministry. My stepson is approaching teenage years, but I remember the days when things were different! And Oh, how I would love to have those days back. No, they weren’t easy, but a blessing. I think I enjoy my days better now. Remember: children are a gift from God. Don’t let anyone or anything steal your recognition of God’s gift to you.
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As I wait at Target, a young couple pushes a stroller in the line behind me. The stroller, brand new, appears to be on its maiden voyage. I peer at the tiny sleeping newborn, his fingers curled up near his ruddy face.
“You guys do good work!” I comment. The parents beam with pride, but the weariness in their eyes lets me know that they are all still in the process of getting to know each other. The lady behind the couple glances at the stroller as well, and asks. “Is this your first?” They nod proudly. “Just wait…” she snorts, and then follows with a comment about unruly teenagers.
Inwardly, I wince. We seem to live in a country overrun by a great lot of negative naysayers when it comes to parenting. I remember hearing comments like that when I was a new (and overwhelmed!) mom. It seemed that many parents were suffering from a chronic…
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