I'm often overwhelmed as I think of all that their futures could hold. So much as a mom that I've yet to do. So much to prepare them for. So much to pray over.
Looking down at tiny hands I often think "where will these hands serve others?" When my girls look at me I wonder "what will those eyes see in the future?" As I listen to big and tiny feet hurry down the hall to greet dad at the end of the day I wonder if my girls' feet will carry them to some area unknown to me that they may share the love of Jesus.
I'm often overwhelmed as I think of all that their futures could hold. So much as a mom that I've yet to do.
So much to prepare them for.
So much to pray over.
Who's hand will unite with theirs into a marriage covenant that God intends to last a lifetime? I pray for their future spouses. I pray for the parents now of my future sons-in law.
I know that God knows.
Will the tiny baby that my daughters will one day rock look like her? I pray that I model for them what a mom who loves Jesus looks like so that they may learn well.
Where will their feet carry them? I pray for wisdom and direction as we consider their futures. Where should they attend school? Which college is best for them? Will I be ok when they all leave home?! I pray that God begins to reveal to them a passion that shows them where they are to go. I pray that God gives us wisdom as we fit only the activities that will matter to their futures into our already hectic schedules. Not my will, but His.
Will their hands and eyes know how to seek the Lord in prayer? I pray that they see me living this example. It's only through my constant communion with Him that I will ever be enough for my girls.
Will their feet, hands, and eyes be used in service to their Creator? I pray with all that is in me that they do. I pray that my girls "hate what is evil and cling to what is good." I pray that they serve Him each of their days.
The ministry I have in my home matters. The thoughts of their (my daughters) futures overwhelm me. I dream of all they will see, do, and experience and I'm, once again, left with nothing but the ability to pray. I will seek the God who began this work in my girls upon their conception. He's promised me that He will be faithful.
May He be the King of their hands, feet, eyes, and hearts. I trust Him.
How about you? What sorts of things do you pray about regarding the future of your children? Do you ever find yourself dreaming about all that their hands, feet, and eyes will experience?