I've recently begun a new ministry assignment. My kids have seen a lot of change over the past two years. Ministry has taken on many different faces and this one promises to be no different.
In a rather unexpected move, my daughter suddenly chose to accompany me to church this past Wednesday for our kids program rather than go with my husband to her normal 4H commitments. I thought the choice odd.
At approximately 6:12 the rare and unusual occurred.
In the middle of a conversation with another adult leader, my twelve year old daughter with an attitude the size of Texas most days, put her head on my shoulder. I continued on in conversation as if nothing had happened when, moments later, it occurred yet again. Seriously. The girl who seldom shows affection or even acts like I exist in public just demonstrated affection IN FRONT OF OTHER PEOPLE. If nothing else that entire evening went well, it didn't matter. I had been shown affection by one who's opinion matters more highly than any other.
It was as if, on some level, she was saying "this is MINE."
As a mom in ministry, many times I feel as though I may be (on some levels) asking my kids to accept the call to ministry as well. To share me with others isn't easy at times. I've even thought about how unfair my calling is to my own kids at times. This event caused me to really think through some things in the hours that have since transpired.
1. My kids must be the number one priority in my life (aside from God and hubs). I cannot put my ministry before them. I love ministry. I love the church. Doing things with excellence excites me. I don't mean to, but sometimes I get caught up in it. I have to be mindful of things that may distract me from being present at home in every way.
2. On particularly crazy weeks (VBS, camps, etc.) I need to make time for each of my kids individually. I plan to do this by actually putting it on my calendar. Even if it's 30 minutes. They need to know that they're valued highly. They're worth the commitment of my time even when other things seem to be demanding it loudly.
3. The hearts of each of my kids matters more than the hearts of those to whom I minister. There's nothing like seeing families changed as a direct result of my ministry. That is a high unlike any other. However, if the hearts of my own children grow hard in the process (or even as a result of) I've gained nothing. The price was too high.
I pray that God speaks to me about really noticing my kids in the days ahead. That He allows us to connect like never before. And, of course, that He would give me more scandalous mom moments.
How about you? Have you ever experienced a scandalous ministry moment involving one of your own kids? What do you do to show your own family their importance in your life/schedule?