Victoria was our biggest baby. She was and still is beautiful! Born after two brothers it’s easy to see why she is the most independent. I believe she as smiled from the time she was born. I mean continuously smiling all the time. Just last week at practice for our Easter program I made the statement that she talks with her smile, a big “teethy” smile while talking. At our lunch Sunday one of the moms that heard me make that statement was like, “I know what your were talking about with Victoria, I can’t see her but I can hear her talking and I can tell she has a big smile on her face just by listening to her.” She did!
My baby girl! I don’t know why but she seems to frustrate me the most. Not in a really bad way. I think it’s because we are together all the time. We are in the car two nights a week for 45 minutes going to volleyball practice and then again coming home. We shop together, sometimes cry together, and definitely laugh together. We are always together. But I don’t mind, in fact I love it. She is 15 now and would drive everywhere if I would let her, I don’t. I’m not a good passenger.
Like I said earlier, she is my most independent. Always has been. She wants to get a volleyball scholarship and move away. Her dad and I say NO WAY! She longs for the day she is not held back by our rules. Just yesterday I took her to the mall to meet a friend and let them walk around without me. That was a huge thing for her. She doesn’t understand the way the world is. In a way I’m glad.
I love to watch her worship the Lord. She gets in her own world, her and God. We pastor a small church in a small town. We have gone up and down over the past 17 years. We have been pastor’s all of Victoria’s life. Our children have seen a lot of people come and go and it has been hard on them at times. I recently asked Victoria if she would like to go to another church, one her dad didn’t pastor. She looked at me strange and I reworded my question, “If you could go to a bigger church or a church your friends go to would you like that better? Do You think it would be better if we didn’t pastor and you could just be part of a church, lots of things going on and us not have to be involved with everything, would you like it better?” “NO!” “I love our church, I love hearing daddy preach, No!”
I love being a mom! I love the support of our children. It does my heart good.
Each time I allow her to do her own thing, be her own boss, I pray and give her to God. Before we leave, while we are away, and when we are back together I thank God for His protection. Prayer is what has held me together as a mom. It’s what allows me to be at peace at night and sleep even before Joseph gets home. If God can’t keep my children safe there is nothing that I can do. He’s almighty. He’s the creator. All He has to do is speak and the world listens.
What do nonbelievers do? When their children are growing and leaving home, where do they turn for comfort and peace? My only answer in life is Jehovah! Jehovah-Shalom the Lord is my Peace; Jehovah-Jireh the Lord is my provider. Jehovah-Rapha the Lord who heals. He is the answer.
Train up a child in the way he should go……