I love being a mother but it is a difficult job. It's hard when they are little because they require so much care. It's just as hard, if not harder when they are grown because you cannot control their lives and must sit back and watch them struggle with life's decisions. I could wax eloquent and describe all the heartaches and trials of parenting but anyone who is a responsible parent knows the heartaches. Instead I'd like to borrow a little story I had in my devotions today that really encouraged me and gave me a broader view.
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When the Chinese plant bamboo, first they plant the seeds, then water, and fertilize them. The first year, nothing happens. The second year they continue to water and fertilize the seeds, and still nothing happens. The farmer continues this process for a third and fourth year with no visual results. Then sometime during the fifth year, in a period of approximately six weeks, the Chinese bamboo grows ninety feet.
The question is, did it grow ninety feet in six weeks or did it grow ninety feet in five years? The obvious answer is that it grew ninety feet in five years. If the grower hadn't applied water and fertilizer every year, there would be no bamboo.
It is the same way with raising children. We pour into their lives. We plant seeds of character, pull weeds with discipline, water with prayer, and fertilize with encouraging words. Then one day, if we are persistent and consistent, we will see beautiful results.
If you are in the midst of raising your children, or even a parent of grown children waiting to see the results, I want to encourage you to press on. Don't give up! Keep praying! Keep encouraging! Keep loving! And one day, when you least expect it, your child will "rise up and call you blessed."