Badge of Honour

“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”

Philippians 4:13

This Easter, I have been thinking a lot about God’s power. The resurrection power that raised Christ from the dead. Praise God that He gives us his power when we ask him for it.img_4053.jpg

My kids really inspire me. When they are feeling sick, they are often a lot braver than I am. They smile and giggle with a fever. They run and play with a cold. This weekend we had to take Megan to the hospital because she had a painful ear infection. How did I react? I wish I could say that I was like Marmee, the mother in Little Women, who comes right into a situation of illness and was the saving grace, knowing exactly what to do.

But no, I sat helplessly on the couch waiting as Mark took Megan to emergency. The opposite of powerful is helpless, which I often feel as a mother. Not knowing what to do or even thinking I can’t. “This is too much. I can’t cope with this. This is hard.” When I feel this way, I pray about it and God reminds me of what is true: that as a mom, I can walk forward in strength, wisdom and importance! I like to read Proverbs 31:10-30 and I have sensed the Lord saying to me, “This is the way all mothers can be with my power.” I have taken liberties while typing it out here and made it personal by substituting “she” for “I”.  Apply it to yourself as you read it:

“I am a wife of noble character

I am worth far more than rubies.

My husband has full confidence in me and lacks nothing of value.

I bring him good and not harm all the days of my life.

I select wool and flax. I am like the merchant ships bringing food from afar

I can get up while it is still dark; I provide food for my family and portions for my servant girls.

I consider a field and I buy it; out of my earnings I plant a vineyard.

I set about my work vigorously. My arms are strong for my tasks.

I see that my trading is profitable and my lamp does not go out at night.

In my hand I hold the distaff and grasps the spindle with my fingers.

I open my arms to the poor and extend my hands to the needy.

When it snows, I have no fear for my household, for all of them are clothed in scarlet.

I make coverings for my bed; I am clothed in fine linen and purple.

My husband is respected at the city gate, where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.

I make linen garments and sell them and supply merchants with sashes.

I am clothed with strength and dignity; I can laugh at the days to come.

I speak with wisdom, and faithful instruction is on my tongue.

I watch over the affairs of my household and do not eat the bread of idleness.

My children arise and call me blessed, my husband also and he praises me.

Many women do noble things, but you surpass them all.

Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting, but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.”

After having this insight, I read the same idea in Joyce Meyer‘s The Confident Woman. She says, “The woman in question is such a famous confident woman and yet her name is not mentioned. I am certain this is because God wants each woman to be able to insert her name in this woman’s story…I disliked the woman in Proverbs 31 until I realized she was an example to me, a goal I could reach for. One that God Himself would help me realize if I put my trust in Him and was willing to change. Over a period of many years this woman I once disliked immensely has become a good friend.”

Our kids deserve a badge of honour and so do we!


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