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this age, 19 months old, has been both exhausting and wonderful.
he is full of words and full of songs.
he is into sports, dancing, and music.
...and oh so independent.
when James was itty bitty, I purchased
The Power of a Praying Parent Book of Prayers by Stormie Omartian.
The first few lines of the introduction sold me:
"I don't know how to be the perfect parent for my children," I said to God in desperation one day.
"I need You to help me raise them."
God responded by impressing on my heart the following words: If you are not covering your children in prayer every day, you are leaving their lives to chance."
WAKE UP CALL.
leaving their lives to chance?
no. thank. you.
with each new day, I'm realizing just how important and crucial parenting is.
it is Michael and I's job to pray for him, guide him, love him, teach him, discipline him, praise him, keep him safe, provide a loving and nurturing environment, allow him to play and explore...
the list goes on and on and on.
i'm no expert, but I do know this-
parenting isn't an easy job, especially if it's done right.
there are many nights where I lay my head on the pillow and think,
"Should I have done that differently today? Did I say the right thing? Did I discipline in the right way? Did I show him I love him enough?"
there will always be questions.
there will always be doubts.
...but I believe Stormie says it best,
"I learned that I didn't have to be a perfect parent; I just had to be a praying parent."