I'm a stay-at-home mom. I care for my 9 year old boy, as well as for my 12 year old nephew, and 7 year old niece. I adore them. I don't regret for one second quitting my job when I injured my back to stay home with them. There was simply no other option. My sister was going to begin working and our children would not be going into daycare or with a babysitter. Period. Seven years later, they're still under my care and I wouldn't have it any other way. It is of utmost importance that I raise them while God allows me to. It is so nonnegotiable, that the times I sought part time employment, I was very specific as to the hours/days I was available, which revolved around the kids' school schedules and Tuesday morning women's bible study at church. Needless to say, no one called me back. I suppose they're quite settled in their own schedules and won't bother with mine. That's fine; the children are my priority.
We see others' successful lives. They're climbing the corporate ladder or making their dreams come true. We know teachers, lawyers, business owners, and various types of professionals, proudly reaching their goals. I have to be honest- sometimes I do let that ache in my heart recall the dreams I had. I received a culinary arts degree, but there was so much I wanted to do. My insecurities did hold me back, I admit. I enjoy quite a few things and saw myself writing books, baking, teaching, and perhaps even dabbling in journalism.
With my human, finite mind I see others and compare myself. I long for the lost dreams that didn't come to be. I have felt inferior, unimportant, invisible, uneducated, weak, and unaccomplished. Yet, none of this is true. Why do I teach my children to live by God's standards, yet proceed to judge myself by the world's?
No human life is inferior to another.
I matter to my family.
I am educated.
God's grace is sufficient in my weakness.
The fruit of my work, or my accomplishments, mean nothing if they don't bring God glory.
We mustn't live in the past, but we mustn't live in the future either. We learn from our past, prepare for the future that God allows, but live today to honor God. How do we do that? In the daily, monotonous routine. Whether we are professionals, or stay-at-home mommies, we have a purpose. In this season of life, we can choose to honor God on our way to the next. I can honor my Heavenly Father by rearing godly children, who are the future soldiers for Christ, as well as by being salt and light in the workplace. That is success. Living our purpose through obedience and love.
One is not better than the other for climbing corporate ladders. One is not better than the other for sacrificing dreams to raise children. But one's life is better lived when surrendered in its totality to Christ alone.
So be still, my heart...and be encouraged, my friends. No matter where we are in life, dreams can be picked up again where we left off. If the Lord wills it, doors will open. If you are successful in the workplace, praise God! If you are staying home to raise your children (or working and raising them as well), praise God! You are not alone in this huge responsibility! Hold tight and enjoy every opportunity to teach those children the ways of the Lord. They will grow up in the blink of an eye. Playing referee and short order cook doesn't seem fancy, but trust me- it matters.
With everything we do, in every season of life, let us give God His rightful place in our lives- every single area of our lives. Do what you do for His glory, and in His name.