Are you there, God?
It’s me, Nia.
You know, the one you sent to Earth back in the 70s? Is that ringing any bells? I know there’s, like, billions of us scattered across continents and possibly across galaxies. Let me jog your memory a little … I think you were distracted on my creation day because you REALLY went overboard with the height. I mean, why on Earth does a woman need to be six feet tall? It would’ve been fine had you balanced that out with any level of athleticism or the striking good looks required to be a supermodel, but alas. Though you did make up for it with wit and charm, so thanks for that.
Anyway, I’m reaching out because of this whole parenting thing. More specifically, parenting boys. You gave me the opportunity to parent a girl first, and I feel like it was false advertising for how the rest of my parenting experience was going to go. She was quiet, mild mannered, liked to read and be read to, did her homework without having to be asked… and then came Thing One and Thing Two. My loud, loveable, beautiful, belligerent sons.
I know other mothers have had it worse off than I… I mean, look at poor Sarah. She had to wait 15 years for Isaac who carried out the legacy of his father Abraham. That’s what you call patience! Fifteen years?!?! And at 90 years old?!?! They must have had excellent medical care back then because the only thing I’ll probably have the physical ability to carry is “on.” Carry on. Amirite?
Then you have poor Hagar who endured misery in order for her son Ishmael to be blessed. I’ll remember her when I complain about hard times. And maybe there’s a lesson in here for my sons about their mother making sacrifices for them, too. “Mad because I won’t buy you more V-Bucks for your gaming system? I bet Ishmael wouldn’t give Hagar this kind of attitude!” I’ll let you know how that one goes over.
Then you have Rebekah, mother of twins. And not just any twins, either. When she asked God what was up with all the jostling in her belly, he told her this:
“Two nations are in your womb, and two peoples from within you will be separated; one people will be stronger than the other, and the older will serve the younger.”Genesis 25:23
TWO NATIONS? Hard pass. He knew what he was doing when He sent my kids one at a time. There’s a saying that God looks after children and fools, so He has me and the kids covered.
And last but not least, Mary. She was chosen by God to bear His son and raise Him! A virgin, pledged to a man named Joseph (who, might I add, deserves an honorable mention for believing in her), and was given such a high honor.
In reality, all of us mothers are like Mary. We all bring God’s sons (and daughters) into the world. Sometimes it’s easy to lose sight of the honor of raising men and women who will make history, lead nations, and inspire change and peace in their countries. We’ve borne those who will continue to carry on the living Word of God.
So hang on, Mamas, when the squabbling reaches decibels only dogs can hear. Stay steadfast when the kids are on the last few perfectly good nerves God gave you. It’s not for the faint of heart, but it’s so worth it.