Raising pagan or worldly children is one of my biggest fears. I don’t say that to mean that I expect my child never to veer off the straight and narrow way. I say that to mean I don’t want to call myself raising my child in a Christian household when the only “Christian” thing about it is going to church and saying grace before dinner.
In the last couple days, I have had to accept the truth about a few young ladies in my life. I know they were raised by Christian parents but I don’t think they were raised in Christian homes. I know their parents have trusted Jesus as their Savior but I don’t know if they chose to raise their children under the nurturing and admonition of the Lord.
Why do I say these things?
Teaching someone, anyone about Jesus and who He is, is not a one time event. Even if you only come across that person one time, once that seed is planted, it takes a lot of water before that sucka comes up.
I don’t want worldly children. I don;t want to take my chance, my opportunity to pour into someone else who cant help but be near and arround me, and blow it by not telling them about Jesus! I don;t want to take this grand privilege I have of being Christ’s child and being a mother of children and not deposit Christ into them.
As human beings, we get caught up in the distractions of this world. As parents we get caught up in not wanting our children to be the odd ball out. Unfortunately, it seems that parents’ desire for children to be accepted by their peers, and the world in general, has superseded their desire for them to know God and, more importantly, to live for Him. I don’t want that for my family. This is hard. This is a daily fight for balance and requires great wisdom. I pray that I do not succumb to the pressures of this world when it comes to raising my children. I pray that I, and many, many others, plant and water like crazy, that seed of Christ so that our children may grow and flourish in Him
(Originally penned 2014)