I mess this mothering thing up all the time. That is not false modesty. I don’t say that hoping for responses telling me how great I am. It is just truth.

I spend too much time tidying up messes that will reappear and not even time enjoying moments that will never come again. I am too quick to say, “Go play“, when I should be saying, “Come sit.”

I get caught up in the to-dos of motherhood.

Feed the baby.

Change the diaper.

Fold the laundry.

Make the dinner.

And I, often, miss out on the pure joy of motherhood.

Playing Uno.

Tickles and giggles.

Reading stories.

Making messes.

I make mistakes. I make adjustments. I learn as I go.

There is one area where we, as mothers, can not fall short.

We must be completely committed to God. We must be faithful in our walk. Not perfect, mind you. Just faithful.

Not one of these men of this evil generation shall see the good land that I swore to give to your fathers, except Caleb. He shall see it, and to him and to his children I will give the land on which he has trodden, because he has wholly followed the Lord. – Deuteronomy 1:35-36

Do you see it? When we wholly follow the Lord, the blessings extend to our children as well.

What was it that this evil generation did that stopped them from seeing the good land?

They chose fear over faith.

They chose timidity over trust.

They focused on what they could see instead of what God had promised.

And they paid dearly for it.

I, for one, choose faith.

I choose trust.

I choose the promises of God.

I choose these things for myself because I am desperate for Him. But I also choose these things because I want my children to receive the blessings that come because they had a mama who wholly followed the Lord.

Be brave.

Be bold.

Be wholly his.