Like all days, church attendance some Sundays are good, and others leave a parent wishing for a stiff drink. Today’s experience was infinitely better than our experience last week. This week, we all remained in the pew… the entire service!
I was even able to listen to a fantastic homily about how, as Christians, we are not called to be individualistic. Instead, we are called to put our personal interests and desires aside, and follow the rules set forth by God, and to live in accordance with the precepts of our faith. Furthermore, we are called to die to our own selfish interests, for the good of others, and for the good of our souls.
And, I may have snorted at that concept.
Because motherhood is all about dying to self.
Not in a bad way. Rather, motherhood is all about putting my desires (like a full night’s rest, or an adult-beverage in the midst of an ever-changing nursing schedule, or a quiet no-children-allowed shower) aside, and thinking about the little ones dependent upon me. Motherhood requires me to think about the smallest creatures in the house (I’m going by weight here), and set my priorities in line with their needs and priorities.
Through motherhood, I have learned to be less individualistic.
Prior to becoming a mother, I logically knew life was not all about me. But, it wasn’t until I had my son that the concept really struck me. My life ceased being about what made me happy, and instead the focus shifted to how I can best guide the little soul in my life to heaven. Motherhood shed a light on the importance of living a life for someone else – not that I take my children’s identity, but instead, I recognize my goal of teaching my children to be productive citizens, contributing to the betterment of society. While I accept they have free will, it’s my job to foster an environment which will nurture their inherent goodness, love, inquisitiveness, and helpfulness.
While motherhood is permanent, the struggles themselves are not.
The good news is, the sleepless nights, the abstinence from alcohol, the accompanied showers are not going to last forever! Someday, I will have other battles to face – battles that include having to stand up for the rights of my children, battles that will test my faith in others, and battles that will force me to go toe-to-toe with my children. Those battles, though, will most likely be fleeting, and leave me yearning for the days where my children were stuck to my side like glue. They will leave me remembering those sleepless nights. They may even lead me to reach for an adult beverage, once in a blue moon!
But, the blessing of motherhood is one which will be with me forever. I will always have my children.
Just as God always has us.
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