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on October 28, 2013 · Leave a Comment

God, Grace Me As A Parent

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I had another attribute of grace that I was going to write about tonight, but I don’t think the words are going to flow as easily as the words that are bursting through my heart.


We dedicated Jase this morning. Chad and I knew that dedicating our children to the Lord was something we wanted to do long before having kids. Then today came, and as we were walking on stage for our Pastor to pray over Jase I was immediately overwhelmed with emotion. My son is going to be raised in a godly home by two people who have committed to seek God in raising him. That’s new for my family. A child being born in a Christian home, with a mom and dad who serve Christ and truly love each other, it’s huge. It was such a incredible moment for me, the thought of setting a different stage for my family, it meant more than I could express.

As the Pastor prayed I found myself doing all I could not to burst into tears. I prayed that Jase would grow to be a godly man. I prayed that He would love God with his entire being. I prayed that God would grace us as his parents and help us raise him to serve God.

I know I need God’s grace in parenting. I need him to grace me so that I can be the parent He is calling me to be. I need His grace when I don’t do things that well. I need His grace when I feel overwhelmed. I need His grace when I don’t know what to do. I need His grace to help me be all that my children need me to be.

I need His grace to raise godly children.

So today, the day that sweet Jase was dedicated I say, “Lord, I need your grace. Grace me as a parent to bring my child up in the ways of you. Help me to know when to speak, to know when to guide, to know when to teach, to know when to wait, and to know when to rest. Grace me with all that I need to be the parent that you have called me to be in the lives of my children. Grace me in bringing up children who will love you most.”

On that note, I should share some pictures from today, right? I think so too! Jase is such a ham. When Pastor took him, he just started smiling really big at the congregation. Then he looked right up at pastor, smiled big, and starting kicking and talking in excitement. He loves the attention. He is going to be such a handful, we can tell already!

 

 

 

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