Join us in welcoming one of our newest contributors, Catrina Gandara, to For The Family. She’s sharing some special encouragement today for moms of little ones. ~ Pat and Ruth
Being a mother is amazingly rewarding, but it can also be hard, and those moments can sneak up on you. My trial of faith happened at church, of all places. Not too surprisingly, this also happened to be one of the most rewarding parenting experiences I have ever had.
I have always loved going to church, so much so that I took my firstborn to church 24 hours after he was born. The more experienced mother in me now laughs at how overzealous I was.
For my second child, I took a little more time off. When I went back, things were a bit more challenging than I had expected. I now had two children under 3, and my husband was in a leadership role, which left me sitting alone with a very active two-year old and an infant. Since sitting quietly was not always possible, I would spend much of my church time in the mother’s room with one, two, or three of us crying.
On a particularly difficult Sunday, I really felt a void as I sat so close to, yet still so isolated from what I so badly needed. I was feeling lost and forgotten. Through my tears, I threw my hands in the air and questioned whether it was even worth it to come to church.
In the middle of my angry outburst, I suddenly felt an outpouring of God’s love for me, as a voice in my mind boldly told me: “It is important for you to be here. It might not be easy now, but it will be worth it.”
This sudden communication from God made me stop and reevaluate my situation.
In that moment I decided to have more faith and push through with a new perspective on my current situation. I knew that this difficult time would be a small moment in the grand scheme of my existence and that God was aware of me. He would find a way to make up the rest.
Six years later as I sit in church with my family, my soul is once again overwhelmed with God’s love for me and my family. Church is no longer difficult. We no longer have to hide out in the mother’s room, and the only tears we experience now are tears of joy. To think about the amount of knowledge we have all gained at church is overwhelming, and to see my children’s relationship with God grow every day makes me so proud of who they are becoming.
I will be forever grateful for the love that God showed me on that lonely day so many years ago. I feel grateful that I listened.
In my comfortable stage, I am not unaware that there are families who are in the middle of their own difficult times. I know that there are mothers that may be silently crying out for help. If you are one of those mothers, my heart goes out to you in love and kindness. With all my soul, I wish I could connect with you, and wrap my arms around you, just like God did to me and tell you: It is important for you to be here. It might not be easy now, but it will be worth it.
I know that my arms are not quite long enough to reach all of you beautiful mothers, so I will pray to God that He will be able to touch your soul as he did mine.