Children are such malleable creatures. They have fierce wills of their own, but how we parent them plays a huge role in what kind of adults they will become.

As the Bible says,

“Train a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not turn from it.” Proverbs 22:6

A mother worries a lot about if and how she is messing up her kids. Especially when she looks back on her own childhood. Keep all the great stuff and avoid all the mistakes we think our parents made. Am I training these children up as I should? Once one becomes a parent, it quickly becomes evident that none of us really know what we are doing. Like our parents before us, we are all trying to navigate this parenthood thing to the best or our non-perfect ability.

Yet still we worry, and we always think the worst. Are they going to end up in therapy because of me? Am I going to give them an eating disorder? Are they going to resent me when they grow up? Will I only be a part of their dramatic background story that initially sent them spiraling out of control? Millions of thoughts bombard us, and the weight of the responsibility can be suffocating. The devil can and will whisper some pretty nasty lies to us in our darkest moments. But that’s what they are. Lies.

The Holy Spirit reminded me of something this weekend. I don’t need to agonize over any of that, because there is only One thing that matters in this journey of shaping these little people that He has blessed us with.

One thing. Have we, and are we pointing them to Jesus. That’s it. It’s that simple. Have I pointed my kids to Jesus today?

Listen, we’re going to mess up. We’re going to lose it at times. We’re going to do stuff and say stuff we shouldn’t, and there are things that we probably should do, but won’t. Because we’re human. We’re all broken vessels. But despite our mistakes and shortcomings, if we have pointed them at all toward the ONE whose grace covers all, He will look at us and say, “Well done, mama. Well done.”

There is only ONE THING that really matters in this journey of shaping these precious little people. Are we pointing them to Jesus?


Our magnificent loving God, reminds me in the tiny fleeting moments, when my son whispers sweet prayers under his breath. When he tells his sister while they are playing that Jesus loves her. When he tells me that Jesus reminded him to share, and to not get angry. It’s in these moments, when that ONE thing shines through, that I know this mommy must be doing alright.