I received a text the other day from my sister that had a link to a blog in it. It was from a mothers point of view. She was talking about how there will come a day when it will be the last time you wash your daughters hair, or tuck them in bed, or read them a story on your lap. Ya, pretty much made me sad, but it was an excellent reminder that we need to take in every day and moment with our kids, no matter how crazy the days are.
The next day my friend Rachel sent me the same blog and I told her my sister had sent it to me and I was writing a blog on an idea I got from the blog my sis and her had sent me.
So... here goes my thought.
I won't keep you terribly long today as I have a little man who is a professional crawler now (very fast at it, I might add!) and I truly have to keep my eye on him every second.
Raylea Jo, my almost four year old, is on a trip having revival in Oklahoma with my husbands parents. Who knows... this could be the weekend she gets saved! Not kidding!
I pray for a young salvation for my children and my nieces and nephews and so should you.
If the Lord terries...
There will come a day when I will not have to help put the toothpaste on Raylea's toothbrush.
There will come a day when I will not need to change Jack's diaper.
There will come a day when I won't get to carry all of Grant, Raylea and Jack's dirty clothes across the house from the hamper to our laundry room to wash, dry, iron and put away.
(I just recently started ironing by the way... I'm getting better!)
One morning, if she goes to Heaven before I do, I will wake up and not have a missed phone call from my Aunt Kay, as I do everyday... who's a best friend to me. She is actually Grant's blood aunt, but since him and I are "One flesh," that means she is mine as well!
One day I won't get to pick up Raylea and carry her out of her carseat to her bed as she hugs onto my neck.
There will be a day when Grant may not be strong enough to lift anything I need him to, in or outside the house. He will be older and weaker one day.
One day Jack will know all of these words and colors and names I try teaching him every day.
One day I will sit here and type up a blog to post and not have kids and even a dog to be jumping on me.... I think that is one of the saddest thoughts I have had yet...
One day I won't be able to just drive over to my mom and dad's house and sit and talk.
One day I won't get a package in the mail from my Granny, sending my kids toys from the one little store they have there in Melbourne, Arkansas.
One day I will set up a Christmas tree, all by myself with Grant watching me, likely smiling, as our kids are grown up and at their own homes decorating with our grandkids.
One day Raylea will be all grown up and it won't be quite as a big of a deal for her Papa Danny to take her to Casey's for a donut and biscuits and gravy every morning. Who knows though, that will probably be something they do together the rest of their lives!
One day I won't have brown roots to cover up with highlights, but I will have grey.
There will come a day when we won't be able to ride on the kiddy rides with Raylea at the fair anymore.
All of those last time moments seem pretty sad, don't they?
Well, I will tell you of one, which will make your heart want to explode with happiness!
One day,
it will be the last time you will ever pray for God's direction.
the last time you will pray for your Dad to be saved.
the last time you pray for your older brother to commit his whole life to God and be safe while fighting in war.
the last time you pray for your Dad who sits in a jail cell, alone every single night.
the last time you pray for a child of your own.
the last time you pray for God to remove the insecurities you have carried inside of you since you were a child.
the last time you ask God to deliver you from a habit which has kept you bound.
the last time you pray and beg God for His will to unfold in your life.
the last time you ask God to remove the thoughts of your past from your memory which seem to haunt you no matter how much you read and pray.
the last time you pray for finances to come through. Which is the same prayer you pray each month when the bills are due and you want so badly to tithe and not do it begrudgingly.
the last time you ask God for wisdom.
the last time you ask God for anointing from Heaven to fall on you before you preach.
the last time you pray for your sister to be faithful to the house of God.
the last time you pray for your Aunt who is an alcoholic and used to be a pastor's wife.
the last time you pray for your daughter's salvation.
the last time you pray protection over your children.
the last time you pray and ask God to send you the right mate.
There was a last time I prayed for a mate. I was on a fast and I asked God to show me if Grant was the man I was to marry one day, and He clearly showed me he was.
the last time you ask God to heal your marriage.
the last time you ask God for forgiveness.
Perhaps it will be the last time you pray a certain prayer because God will answer you here and now.
But, there will come a time when we won't have to or need to pray at all.
If you have asked Jesus into your heart, made him LORD of your life in every area, and you're allowing Him to transform you on a daily basis into the man or woman of God he intends you to be... one day when you die, you will go to Heaven.
We will bow, lay and worship at His feet, I believe whole heartedly.
God is so big, we can't quite imagine seeing Him or being in His presence.
God can be so small though, He can fit into my heart.
Many people want to see and touch something to know it's real.
When testing out a car, we want to test drive it.
When eating at new restaurant, we want to eat something popular on their menu.
When we hold cash in our hands, we hold it up to the light to make sure it isn't counterfeit.
Someone asked me 8 years ago how I knew that God was real.
They genuinely wanted to know.
I told them I couldn't see Him with my own eyes. I can't touch Him. I am not smart enough to even know where to take them to show them all the places that have been found, which line up exactly with what the Bible says.
I told them though, I knew God was real because I could feel Him.
I told them I knew He was real because I was very hard headed and stubborn in my ways as a teen and when I got saved on March 15th, 2006, every single desire I had changed. It felt out of character to me to be rude to someone. It felt out of character to me to be around someone who was cussing and telling dirty jokes. It wasn't natural for me to want to be popular and to fit in as I did all through school. I used to bend over backwards for people trying to win their friendship so I would be accepted by them and ultimately everyone in my school. Whether they were the biggest nerd with the thickest glasses, or the biggest jock, or the outcast who nobody could get to talk, I made friends with them. Not that that was a bad quality, but I felt a need to be wanted and accepted by people much more than God. I liked being liked. I liked people telling me I would be homecoming queen my senior year. I liked the fact that the most popular guys and girls in school wanted to be around me. I liked the fact that I made everyone laugh. I liked the fact that I was popular and didn't sleep around like a good portion of the girls in my school did. (My mom believed that if she didn't talk to me about sex, I wouldn't know what it was, therefore I wouldn't want to do it!) Well, I will definitely say she was right on that! I was just about the biggest prude in school. One "boyfriend" (I never even held hands with the guy!) straight up asked me when I was going to "put out." I said "when I get married I will do that." And he took off in his truck and that was the last day he was my "boyfriend."
When I became a Christian at 17 years old, I was still in High School, but I soon realized God showed much mercy on me for allowing me to not lose my virginity before I was to get married. I am not embarrassed, but I am proud to say that Grant and I both had sex for the first time on our wedding night. We were each others first! That is something that is rare and special and young kids need to know that God intended it to be that way. Sure, you can mess up and God will forgive. But there are consequences to sin and I believe the devil will try to use your past against you until you put your foot down and tell him THE PAST IS THE PAST. So, do that if you haven't already! Jesus didn't die on the Cross for virgins and people who got saved at 5 years old. He died for the drunk, the girl who gave herself away at 12 years old, the child abuser.... all the same. He died to cover it all.
I told you a little bit of my background because this is what I explained to that person asked about God's existence. He is real! He is real because He changed me totally. I have peace which I didn't before. Everyone tries to find peace... Drinking, having a sexy body, doing drugs, cheating on your spouse, having an abortion or even buying new clothes isn't going to answer your problem, friend. Only Jesus. Only Jesus.
ONLY JESUS.
My point of this post is to let you know...
there will be a last time you pray. Whether it's a prayer of thanksgiving for all He is and has done, or if it's a prayer of needing Him to come through for you somehow.
Hold fast, child.
It's almost done.
Fight this fight with everything in you.
You are a conqueror through JESUS CHRIST.
Pray and live today knowing you won't always have these circumstances. Whether they are good or bad ones. Enjoy today.
Thank you for reading what I have to say. I know there are much bigger names and better writers out there, but I know God has given me a gift to write and I don't have to be "the best" or "most popular," because I know I am making Him happy. Have a wonderful and GOD filled day.
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