As moms, I think we spend a lot of our time worried over whether or not we are doing this parenting thing right. I started this blog because at the time, my oldest was difficult to manage at home and at school and I worried that maybe it had something to do with me.
Being in a Moms group, helped me to see that God chose me to be my little one's mother and that many of the moms felt the same things that I did with my little one.
It's a question that resounds around the world and many books have been written to tell you how to be the best parent that you can be with tactics on how to raise your child. Some may be very inspirational and others, just pure doo doo.
So when I was given the opportunity to review a book that wasn't about parenting, but about giving ME more, I couldn't wait to read it.
I have to be honest, though, this was a very difficult book for me to get into.
It wasn't because More for Mom was boring or poorly written, but because the weeks following after I had received it, were trying and exhausting, so to pick up a book that was helpful with tips on how to live a holier life instead of an intriguing story line to take me away from problems, felt more like I was in school.
I want to disclose that I received this book for free in exchange for an honest review- which all words that are written in this post are all my own.
However, now that my kids are out of school and all that drama is behind me, it became easier to read this book.
Picking up from the spot where I left off might have been providential, because it also coincided with a church sermon that I had just heard about low hanging fruit and giving my firsts to God.
In this particular chapter, it spoke of how we need to make time to be with God. Kristin Funston, the writer of More for Mom-Living Your Whole and Holy Life, gave examples of how Jesus took time out of his mornings, his mid days, and his nights to find time to speak with his heavenly Father. But get this, his disciples would find him during his prayer time, the time when he's being reverent, and would interrupt him. This happened often.
Does this sound familiar?
How often do we find ourselves interrupted during our quiet times? How often do we let it upset us, even sometimes get angry with our kids or even our spouses? For me, even my dogs like to interrupt me to be let out or to be scratched behind the ears.
Kristin points out that it's during those moments when Jesus would be interrupted that he'd stop what he was doing and he'd include his disciples. He'd teach them to pray or he'd tell them a life changing parable and then they'd go off to tell someone else the Good News.
He didn't get angry. He didn't tell them to leave him alone. He TOOK that moment and included them.
It would be so much easier and less stressful if I included my kids more. What if I included them when I was cleaning the kitchen and they wanted to tell me about something that happened in their favorite Netflix show? Instead of saying, "Hey! Mommy's busy. Can you tell me later?" I said, "Tell me all about it and while you do, could you hand me the dishes in the sink to put into the dish washer?"
What if I were more like Jesus in those moments? My kids could learn so much more about patience, kindness, and Christ likeness, and all I did was include them.
As an additional plus, our job could be done much faster and even if it wasn't, my child would still feel heard and loved. It also teaches them how to load the dishes into the washer. It seems like a win/win to me.
How often do we find ourselves interrupted during our quiet times? How often do we let it upset us, even sometimes get angry with our kids or even our spouses? For me, even my dogs like to interrupt me to be let out or to be scratched behind the ears.
Kristin points out that it's during those moments when Jesus would be interrupted that he'd stop what he was doing and he'd include his disciples. He'd teach them to pray or he'd tell them a life changing parable and then they'd go off to tell someone else the Good News.
He didn't get angry. He didn't tell them to leave him alone. He TOOK that moment and included them.
It would be so much easier and less stressful if I included my kids more. What if I included them when I was cleaning the kitchen and they wanted to tell me about something that happened in their favorite Netflix show? Instead of saying, "Hey! Mommy's busy. Can you tell me later?" I said, "Tell me all about it and while you do, could you hand me the dishes in the sink to put into the dish washer?"
What if I were more like Jesus in those moments? My kids could learn so much more about patience, kindness, and Christ likeness, and all I did was include them.
As an additional plus, our job could be done much faster and even if it wasn't, my child would still feel heard and loved. It also teaches them how to load the dishes into the washer. It seems like a win/win to me.
Conclusion
This is just one example of some of the truth bombs that were set off while I read this book. There are so many more lessons that mom can read.
When I first saw the opportunity to read this book, I thought, "Hey! This is going to be a motivational book that's going to tell me that being lazy/taking time for myself, is ok, and then I can say "Hey, I'm not being lazy. I'm just taking care of myself."
That thought is so far from the truth, it's laughable.
This book is going to bless you. It's going to challenge you. It's going to motivate you.
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