The very idea that the words Confident Mom and Joyce Meyer could appear together in print anywhere at any time proves two things about God. First: He is, without question, an absolute miracle worker. Second: He has a great sense of humor.
When I first started this journey called motherhood, I didnāt have a single shred of confidence. Actually, I was petrified. I felt unprepared, insecure, and inadequateāand I felt that way for good reason!
When I gave birth to my first child, I didnāt even know enough to realize what was happening when I went into labor. My husband had left me for another woman early in my pregnancy and, without the money to pay a private physician, Iād been going to a hospital clinic for maternity care. Iād never seen the same doctor twice (actually they were interns) so Iād somehow missed out on the basic information new mothers need.
As a result, for about the first six months after David was born, I was literally afraid of hurting him. It took all the nerve I had just to bathe him. I had no idea how hot his bath water should be, or how hard I could scrub him without hurting him.
If youāve heard my story, you already know I had a host of other problems back then too. I was still suffering from the effects of the years of sexual abuse Iād experienced growing up. I was unhappy and totally lacking peace. I felt discouraged and hopeless. Unable to sleep, Iād been taking over-the-counter sleeping pills. Unable to eat, Iād gained only about a half pound the entire time I was pregnant. The strain on my body (coupled with the emotional pressure I was under) left me very sick.
On top of it all, I was broke. Iād held down a job through much of my pregnancy, but when I finally had to quit, I had no way to pay the rent on my small, third-story, garage apartment, which with no air conditioning and no fan was like an oven in the 100-plus degree summer heat. I didnāt want to move back in with my parents because of the abusive behavior of my father. So when my hairdresser had compassion on me and offered to let me live with her, I accepted.
Worse yet, when my unfaithful husband showed up at the hospital after the delivery to claim the baby and ask me to take him back, I said yes to that too. Never mind that he was in trouble with the law. Never mind that he had no place to live himself. I agreed anyway to move with him into his sisterās house until I could go back to work.
At times it felt like I had nothing going for me, but that wasnāt true. I had this one very important thing going for me: At nine years old I had asked Jesus to be my Savior. He came into my heart andāeven though I went through times when I felt rejected and abandoned by peopleāHe never left me.
What Heās done in my life and in the lives of my children in the many years that have passed since my first terrifying days of motherhood is nothing short of miraculous. Of course, those familiar with my story know that the Lord brought Dave into my life, and he has been a wonderful and loving husband. And today, all four of our children are grown and helping in our ministry in one way or another. Theyāre all talented and amazing. They love the Lord. Theyāre a blessing not only to me but to many others as well. Every one of them is far wiser than I was at their ages. All of them have children of their own now, and theyāre proving to be great parents.
These days I can truly say Iām thrilled with how my children (and grandchildren!) are turning out. So, by Godās grace, I do have a testimony to tell. But even so, it makes me chuckle to think the Lord would lead me to share this book with you. After all, the road to confident motherhood has been a long one for me. Iāve been anything but a ātraditionalā mom and Iāve made plenty of mistakes along the way. So I can tell you with confidence that if God can help me be a good parent, He can do the same for you. I am convinced that He can transform this puzzling, intimidating journey of motherhood into your greatest victory. Better yet, He can teach you to rejoice every step of the way.
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Personally, I put a lot of emphasis on rejoicing. I spent so many years being miserable that these days I am determined to enjoy my life. I make no apologies for it either, because I believe itās as important to God as it is to me.
Why else would God include so many verses like these in the Bible?
Clearly, God wants us as believers to enjoy the life Jesus died to give us. And I believe that He wants every Christian mom to fit the description in Psalm 113:9 of ⦠a joyful mother of children (NKJV).
If weāre completely honest about it, however, we must admit that many times we donāt experience that joy. Although we love our kids and agree in theory that being a mother is one of lifeās greatest pleasures, the joy of motherhood gets buried under a heavy load of work, worry, and frustration. If someone asks, āAre we having fun yet?ā all too often the answer is no.
Itās not just the day-to-day demands of motherhood that steal our joy (although they can sometimes seem endless and exhausting), but the sense of responsibility we feel for our families. Weāre aware of how much our children depend on us, and weāre often afraid that weāre somehow going to fail themāthat we donāt really know what weāre doing. That we donāt have what it takes to be everything they need us to be.
As moms, we may not talk about it much but the concerns are there nonetheless. According to one poll taken a few years ago, most parents are their own worst critics. Frequently plagued by feelings of failure:
- They worry that they make too many mistakes.
- Theyāre afraid they wonāt know how to cope with the problems their kids face.
- They feel like theyāre not the examples for their children they should be.
- They regret some of the choices theyāve made as parents and think itās too late to go back and make things right.
- They doubt their ability to relate to their kids and the issues they confront in the world today.
I can sympathize. Iāve worried about such things myself over the years. Every one of my children is so different from the others and every stage of their development brought such unexpected challenges, I often felt like Iād never figure them out. Oh, how I wished each one had arrived (like household appliances do) with a complete set of operating instructions! God could make things so much easier for all of us moms if Heād just attach to each babyās big toe a booklet that reads: For optimum results in infancy, do this ⦠at two years old, do this ⦠during teenage years, do this ā¦
But obviously, He chose not to do it that wayāfor me, for you, or for anyone else.
Why?
I believe itās because God has a better plan. He wants us to navigate the deep, mysterious, and sometimes stormy waters of motherhood the same way the disciples navigated the tempestuous waters of the Sea of Galilee. (See Mark 4:35-41.) He wants us to stop being afraid and put our faith in Him and His Word, to believe that because we have the God of the universe in our boat, no matter how hard the wind blows or how high the waves rise, we can make it in victory to the other side!
You might say, āBut, Joyce, right now I donāt feel like I have what it takes to make it through in victory! My toddlers are throwing fits, my older kids are having trouble in school, and my teenagers are rebelling in ways I never expected. By the looks of things, my parenting ship is taking on water and sinking fast.ā
I understand. Iāve been there; and I found out thereās only one way to stay afloat in those kinds of storms: Take your eyes off your feelings and look to Jesus. Dare to believe that because youāre in Him, what Romans 8:37 says is true for you:
What does it mean to be more than a conqueror? I believe it means you know in advance youāve been divinely equipped to overcome any kind of trouble. It means you can face life with boldness and say, āNothing in life can defeat me because the Greater One lives in me. Heās provided me with everything I need to handle what He has called me to do. I can win every battle because everything I need to overcome them is mine in Christ Jesus. Because Iām in Him, I have what it takes!ā
You Have What It Takes
Itās impossible to enjoy anything when youāre afraid of failing at it. But once you know with all your heart that you really do have what it takes, being a mom can be a lot more fun. You can do it with joyful confidence and with your own unique style. You can also experience the freedom and joy of helping each of your children be their own unique person.
Picture it for a moment. Think about how fun it would be to approach every dayānot with head drooping and shoulders slumped, focusing on the ways youāve fallen shortābut letting God be the glory and the lifter of your head (see Psalm 3:3). Imagine having so much confidence in what Heās put on the inside of you that when it comes to being a mom, you embrace your role with overwhelming joy and excitement. Well, it all begins when you believe that God has already equipped you with everything you need to be a confident, successful mom.
āI know youāre right, Joyce,ā you might say, ābut I donāt feel very talented or gifted in my role as a mother. In fact, sometimes I feel like I donāt have much to offer at all.ā If thatās you, I want to share some inspiration with you about a mom in the Old Testament who felt a lot like you doājust before she experienced one of the greatest miracles of all time.
The Bible first mentions her in 1 Kings 17:9. There God names her as the person He had chosen to supply food to the prophet Elijah during a drought-induced famine. Arise, go to Zarephath, which belongs to Sidon, God told Elijah. I have commanded a widow there to provide for you.
From a human perspective, Godās plan seemed pretty unreasonable. This widow couldnāt even afford to feed her own sonāhow was she going to feed the prophet? When Elijah shows up at her door, she has nothing and is deeply depressed. So you can imagine how she responded when Elijah asked for some bread.
Talk about a mom who felt like she had nothing to offer! This woman tops us all! Yet God saw something in her that she couldnāt see in herself. He saw her as a fountain of blessing that, in His hands, would never run dry. Which is why He instructed Elijah to say this to her:
Not only is that a wonderful Bible story, itās the story of every Christian mother. All of us realize at one point or another that we donāt have enough on our own to meet all our childrenās needs. In a world filled with danger, we canāt guarantee their protection. In a world filled with spiritual darkness, we canāt always keep them surrounded with light. In a world filled with questions, we donāt have all the answers.
In our own strength, all of us are like the widow in 1 Kings 17āour pantry is pitifully bare.
But even so, we donāt have to worry! God has promised to do for us the same thing He did all those years ago in Zarephath. If weāll take a step of faith and give Him what we have, Heāll make our lives an ongoing miracle. Heāll pour out through us a never-ending supply of His love, His power, and His grace. Heāll provide enough, not only for us and our children, but for others too.
So go on and rejoice! Instead of focusing on your own weaknesses and personal shortcomings, celebrate the strength of the One who is in you. Every time the devil threatens...