Mother’s Day and Father’s Day are just around the corner, and so today I want to share part of a letter that I wrote to my parents several years ago at Christmas:
Sometimes we wait until someone is gone to talk about the impact they’ve had on our lives, but not me. I want them to know now. Being a parent is the most difficult, and the most rewarding job on the planet. My parents are in their 70’s now and I never want to take for granted the sacrifices they made for our family. My Dad worked hard his whole life to provide for his family, and Mom was a true servant–creating a safe-haven for her children, a loving homemaker in every sense of the word.
When I see this picture of my Mom and Dad, the little girl in me returns. I adore my parents. They aren’t perfect, just as none of us are, but their unconditional love for me gave me the foundation for life and for my faith in a God that loves us as a Father loves His children.
Being an empty-nester doesn’t mean my job is done… the life I live and the testimony I give will impact not just my children, but generations to come. I don’t know about you, but that can be overwhelming sometimes. There are many influences in my life, and the ones that have gone before me set powerful examples–good and bad–that I want to learn from. The challenge for me is that I walk in a way that honors God. I said in this letter to my parents that the most important gift they could give their children was for them to love each other, but loving God first is the only way we can do that the right way. The only way I can see my life being a positive example for future generations is if I follow God’s plan. Be what He wants. Love like He loves.
Very soon we will welcome grand baby #4 and I want to seize the opportunity to tell these new parents just how much I love them. I want them to understand the impact they will have on this precious little girl. I want them to know that my hearts desire is that we would follow her Creator in such a way that she sees Him in us.
It’s a huge undertaking, this parenting thing, and so many lessons we learn along the way. So many ways that we leave imprints or impressions on their moldable hearts. (I didn’t know I had impressed him so much with my “math skills”!) haha!
Some things you just don’t see or understand until you’re a parent yourself…
And so, thank you, Josiah, Emily, Rachel and Jarrett, for the privilege of being your Mom. I love you with all my heart.
And thanks, Mom and Dad, for loving me and giving me a safe place to call HOME. I love you.
Nolan says it best of all: