Preparing to be a mother and how mothers have a responsibility preparing
their families for life
The internet has lots of advice on preparing to be a parent… here are
some tips for those that are considering becoming a parent:
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When the alarm goes off, get
out of bed and rock a 5-pound bag of potatoes for 17 minutes. Fall back to
sleep. Repeat every two hours for the
next three months.
- Record
the sound of a baby crying. Hit "play" every time you sit down to eat
dinner.
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Stuff random items into two big
bags; carry them everywhere you go.
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Dump out every drawer in your
house; pick it all up.
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Spend two hours cooking your
favorite dinner. When it's ready, throw it on the floor. Clean it up.
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Crush a bag of goldfish and
grind them into your car's back seat. Fill a sippy cup with milk and stash it
under the seat; forget it's there.
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Repeat everything you say at
least five times.
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When you go to the grocery store, borrow one or two
animals (goats are best) and take them with you as you shop. Always keep them in sight and pay for
anything they eat or damage.
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Dressing test: Obtain one large, unhappy live
octopus. Stuff into a small net bag
making sure that all the arms stay inside.
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Find a couple who already have a small child. Lecture them on how they can improve their
discipline, patience, tolerance, toilet training and child’s table
manners. Suggest many ways they can
improve. Emphasize that they should
never allow their children to run wild.
Enjoy this experience. It will be
the last time you will have all the answers.
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Actually have a baby, and
realize that all of the physical and mental prepping is meaningless without the
emotional connection of motherhood—without the love that makes those sleepless
nights and sacrificial days bearable, memorable, even joyful.
I have to say that the first time that I took all 5 of my kids to the
grocery store, we came out with a gallon of rainbow sherbet and 3 other half
gallons of ice cream… the struggle is real, but we all came out happy that
time.
It may not to be possible to prepare
for the physical challenges of being a parent – it is one of the most
challenging jobs you can have. But it is
also very rewarding. What you can do to prepare
is developing Christlike qualities that will help you through the challenges
and keep an eternal perspective.
Most of the qualities that are required
for mothers are also what mothers have a responsibility to teach their families. We’ll talk about some of those:
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Understanding divine role / knowing who we are
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Love
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Sacrifice
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Value of work
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Commitment to the gospel of Jesus Christ
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Being able to have and follow the guidance of the Holy Ghost
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Perseverance and endurance
knowing
who we are – children
of God (taught very young “I am a child of God” – sing that to Savannah every
night at bedtime)
Family Proclamation – “All human beings—male and female—are created in the image of God. Each is a
beloved spirit son or daughter of heavenly parents, and, as such, each has a
divine nature and destiny. Gender is an essential characteristic of individual
premortal, mortal, and eternal identity and purpose… By divine design, fathers
are to preside over their families in love and righteousness and are
responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their
families. Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children.
In these sacred responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one
another as equal partners.”
Julie Beck said, “The
responsibility mothers have today has never required more vigilance. More than
at any time in the history of the world, we need mothers who know. Children are
being born into a world where they “wrestle not against flesh and blood, but
against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of
this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places” (Ephesians 6:12).1 However, mothers need
not fear. When mothers know who they are and who God is and have made covenants
with Him, they will have great power and influence for good on their children.”
Mothers need to know who they
are, and they need to teach their children about their divine nature as well. And when I speak about mothers, I’m speaking
about all women, whether you have children or not. We are all nurturers.
President Dieter Uchtdorf: “You were born to shine. Sisters, you are an essential part of our
Heavenly Father’s plan for eternal happiness; you are endowed with a divine
birthright. You are real builders of
nations wherever you live, because strong homes of love and peace will bring
security to any nation. What you sisters
do today determine how the principles of the restored gospel can influence the
nations of the world tomorrow.”
Love – if we could develop one quality for
life, the most important might be charity, the pure love of Christ – the way we
treat other people and the relationships that we develop are so important for
success in life.
Moroni 7:45
45 And acharity suffereth long, and is bkind, and cenvieth not, and is not puffed up, seeketh
not her own, is not easily dprovoked, thinketh no evil, and rejoiceth not
in iniquity but rejoiceth in the truth, beareth all things, believeth all
things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
46 Wherefore, my beloved brethren, if ye have not
charity, ye are nothing, for charity never faileth. Wherefore, cleave unto
charity, which is the greatest of all, for all things must fail—
47 But acharity is the pure blove of Christ, and it endureth cforever; and whoso is found possessed of it
at the last day, it shall be well with him.
Love is patient, kind, thinks of
others, not quick to anger.
Charity was shown to us by a stranger
one time when we were traveling. We were eating breakfast at a hotel. Weston (3 year old)
was sitting in a tall stool, because that's the only seating that was
available. Alex and I didn't see it happen (but Nathan did) – we had been
getting the kids all sorted with breakfast.
When we turned around Weston was on the floor, with juice spilled all
over. Apparently, he had attempted to get down with the juice in hand and
tumbled off. BUT the worst part was that most of the juice went on the back of
the guy sitting right behind Weston! The back of his shirt was soaked. The guy
was cool about it, but we were SO EMBARASSED! What can you do? We offered to
pay for laundering expenses, but he brushed it off and calmly kept eating his
breakfast, despite being soaked with juice.
We felt really bad, but did have a good laugh about it later. Weston
came away without a drop of juice on his clothes, but the floor and the guy
behind him were soaked.
I’m glad that this man
was not easily provoked and expressed no anger, but only kindness towards
us.
Sacrifice
We all need to learn the principle of sacrifice as we navigate through
life. We particularly have to choose
carefully how we spend our time, and that requires having an eternal
perspective so that we can determine what things matter the most. Elder Dallin H.
Oaks of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles taught in the April 2001 general
conference about the importance of having an eternal perspective. He said: “Our
priorities are most visible in how we use our time. Someone has said, ‘Three
things never come back—the spent arrow, the spoken word, and the lost
opportunity.’ We cannot recycle or save the time allotted to us each day. With
time, we have only one opportunity for choice, and then it is gone forever… In
terms of priorities for each major decision (such as education, occupation,
place of residence, marriage, or childbearing), we should ask ourselves, what
will be the eternal impact of this decision? Some decisions that seem desirable
for mortality have unacceptable risks for eternity. In all such choices we need
to have inspired priorities and apply them in ways that will bring eternal
blessings to us and to our family members”.
Sometimes we sacrifice time, but sometimes we also
give up worldly things, like alcohol or other things that are harmful.
Mothers sacrifice so much – their
sleep, time, and talents, career ambitions or personal hobbies - and what they
do is often unnoticed, unappreciated, or undervalued.
There are some lines attributed to Victor Hugo
which read:
“She broke
the bread into two fragments and gave them to her children, who ate with
eagerness.
‘She hath
kept none for herself,’ grumbled the sergeant.
“‘Because she is not hungry,’ said a soldier.
“‘No,’ said the sergeant, ‘because she is a
mother.’”
Yesterday, I was making breakfast for Owen’s birthday. It looked like we weren’t going to have
enough bacon for each of us to have 2 pieces.
Owen was really worried about that, but I told him, “Don’t worry, it
will be okay. There is a mother in the
house.” He didn’t understand what I was
saying, but moms will understand. Mothers
are accustomed to sacrifice.
Elder Holland gave a talk on mothers – said, “In speaking of mothers generally, I especially wish to praise
and encourage young mothers. The work of a
mother is hard, too often unheralded work. The young years are often those when
either husband or wife—or both—may still be in school or in those earliest and
leanest stages of developing the husband’s breadwinning capacities. Finances
fluctuate daily between low and nonexistent…”
Goes on to say, “But with night feedings and night
teethings, often the greatest challenge of all for a young mother is simply
fatigue. Through these years, mothers go longer on less sleep and give more to
others with less personal renewal for themselves than any other group I know at
any other time in life.”
“Do the best you can through these years, but
whatever else you do, cherish that role that is so uniquely yours and for which
heaven itself sends angels to watch over you and your little ones.”
I think we often get down on ourselves and feel
like we’re not measuring up. But we just
have to do the best we can. I always
laugh at something that Nathan said to me when he was younger, which is
basically the way I often feel about how I’m doing as a mother. I had done my best to build a train track for
Nathan. Usually Dad was the one who did
that, because he was really good at putting a train track together. Well, one night, it was me that tried to put together
a train track. After I got done, Nathan
said to me, “Mom, you’re ALMOST good at that!”
He was genuinely trying to compliment
me, but I still remember what he said.
You’re ALMOST good at that. Do
you feel that way sometimes? Fortunately
our efforts are magnified in the Lord’s work.
Elder Holland says, “You can’t possibly do this alone, but
you do have help. The Master of Heaven
and Earth is there to bless you. Yours is the work of salvation, and
therefore you will be magnified, compensated, made more than you are and better
than you have ever been as you try to make honest effort, however feeble you
may sometimes feel that to be. Remember,
remember all the days of your motherhood: “Ye have not come thus far save it
were by the word of Christ with unshaken faith in him, relying wholly upon the
merits of him who is mighty to save.”10
Rely on Him. Rely on Him heavily. Rely on Him forever. And “press
forward with a steadfastness in Christ, having a perfect brightness of hope.”11 You are
doing God’s work. You are doing it wonderfully well.”
Work
– learning to work and understanding the true reason why we work
Hurricane Harvey flooded about 200,000 homes earlier this year in
Houston. That meant that a lot of work
needed to be done. One of the amazing
things was how so many volunteers and the community pulled together and helped
in the massive clean up. I read about a story on FaceBook – great lesson about
work:
“Matt reminded me of a very important lesson when he came back from
mucking houses Sunday… “It isn’t about the weeds.” What do I mean? Let me explain…
This hurricane has devastated so much, but has also showed that the
Savior and Father above are very aware of each one of us and have never left us
alone to fend for ourselves.
Matt was mucking a home this past Sunday that had a big painted X on it.
It looked as if the city may have to deem it unsalvageable. Matt said the
home-owner pleaded with him and the other volunteers to please try to save his
home by removing all the dry wall and belongings. Matt said they explained to
this man that there really was no point in mucking out his home because the city
would probably have to demolish it but the man begged them to please try to
save it because it was all he had and he would not be able to afford to
rebuild. Matt said as he listened to this man the thought came to him… “It
isn’t about the weeds.”
This comes from the following story President Eyring shared about his
Father who was suffering from bone cancer when he was invited to work on the
stake farm. His job was to pull weeds from the onion field. His pain was so
intense that he couldn't kneel; he pulled himself on his elbows. The other
workers said that he kept a smile and laughed all day. After he had spent the
entire day pulling weeds, someone noticed that his father had pulled the wrong
weeds.
Quoting Eyring…
Now, this is the joke Dad told me on himself, afterward. He said he was
there at the end of the day. After all the work was finished and the onions
were all weeded, someone asked him, “Henry, good heavens! You didn’t pull those
weeds, did you? Those weeds were sprayed two days ago, and they were going to
die anyway.”
Dad just roared. He thought that was the funniest thing. He thought it
was a great joke on himself. He had worked through the day in the wrong weeds.
They had been sprayed and would have died anyway.
When Dad told me this story, I knew how tough it was. So I said to him,
“Dad, how could you make a joke out of that? How could you take it so
pleasantly?”
He said something to me that I will never forget, and I hope you won’t.
He said, “Hal, I wasn’t there for the weeds.”
Now, you’ll be in an onion patch much of your life. So will I. It will
be hard to see the powers of heaven magnifying us or our efforts. It may even
be hard to see our work being of any value at all. And sometimes our work won’t
go well.
But you didn’t come for the weeds. You came for the Savior. And if you
pray, and if you choose to be clean, and if you choose to follow God’s
servants, you will be able to work and wait long enough to bring down the
powers of heaven.
-President Eyring
Matt said he then continued to muck out this house because he kept
thinking of that story that reminded him that he wasn't there for the work, he
was there to calm a man who had lost everything, a man who in that moment only
cared about trying to save what little he had left. Does it matter if all these
volunteers spent pointless hours mucking out a home that may later be
demolished? No, because they weren’t there for the weeds…they were there for
the Savior.
In our daily life it may be hard to see our work (whatever work that may
be) being of any value…whether that is making 100 pb&j sandwiches for
Hurricane Harvey Volunteers, or making the 100th pb&j sandwich for a
toddler who will only take two bites before declaring he’s full…we didn’t come
here for the weeds…we came here for the Savior.”
Commitment
to the gospel of Jesus Christ
I did a FaceBook post a couple years ago, asking
what biggest regret and biggest successes were as parents – got these responses
from friends:
(Summarized)
Consistency. Communication. Less sports. More family time. Family Home
Evening. Scriptures. Gospel teaching. More service. Not spoiling their kids.
Less TV. More praise. Less criticism. Teach independence, to work. Teach them
who they are. Express love often.
What seemed to be a common thread was how they
spent their time and how they treated one another, which is outlined in the
Family Proclamation: “Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when
founded upon the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Successful marriages and
families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer,
repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome
recreational activities.”
As I was reflecting on my youth, that was also key
to our success.
We went to church together every Sunday. We
participated in every activity we could there - youth activities, seminary
(early morning scripture study), service projects, firesides, etc. We went
running in the morning with my dad. We supported each other in all our sports
(which we learned discipline, hard work, teamwork, and leadership). We didn't
date until 16. Kept the word of wisdom (no smoking, no alcohol). I never saw my parents fight. I don't
remember getting yelled at either. My parents and I trusted each other - they
gave me freedom with rules, but I didn't break their trust. We did family
nights - not really consistent, but pretty often. We had several spiritual
times together - whether for father's blessings, singing, sharing testimonies,
or gospel knowledge. I think that was one of the biggest successes - those
bonding moments where we felt love and unity.
With my family now, we have tried to establish a
morning routine of reading scriptures, praying, and doing a family cheer. I’ll spare you the actual cheer, but we have
been adding things to it every year. And
they are things that I hope the kids will remember:
says, “Be positive, be prayerful, be punctual, obey, obey, obey, pray, go serve
with heart, might, and mind. We’re calm and forgiving, loving, and kind. Oh,
remember, remember the source of our blessings each day.”
In our commitment to the gospel, it’s important that we keep our
covenants. Julie Beck – “Mothers who know honor
sacred ordinances and covenants… These mothers know they are going to
sacrament meeting, where covenants are
renewed. These mothers have made and honor temple covenants. They know
that if they are not pointing their
children to the temple, they are not pointing them toward desired
eternal goals. These mothers have influence and
power.”
I have a testimony of the temple, and Alex and I
made a commitment to go once a month – done that ever since we got married, 17
years ago. The kids have travelled to
the temple with us several times. When
they were very young, we took them all with us and traded off watching the kids
and doing temple work.
Holy Ghost
Learning to recognize and have the Holy Ghost to
guide us
Elder Rasband -“My message today focuses on the importance of the Holy
Ghost in our lives. Our Father in Heaven knew that in mortality we would face
challenges, tribulation, and turmoil; He knew we would wrestle with questions,
disappointments, temptations, and weaknesses. To give us mortal strength and
divine guidance, He provided the Holy Spirit, another name for the Holy Ghost.
The Holy Ghost binds us to the Lord. By divine assignment, He inspires,
testifies, teaches, and prompts us to walk in the light of the Lord. We have
the sacred responsibility to learn to recognize His influence in our lives and
respond.
This will be key to our spiritual preparation and success in life.
Perseverance
If life was easy, it would be an easier task to
prepare our families for life, but life is full of trials. We must prepare our families spiritually, so
that when hard times come, we can make it through. Our test is one of endurance and the ability
to stick with it and keep getting back up when we fall. President Eyring: “…the
great test of life is to see whether we will hearken to and obey God’s commands
in the midst of the storms of life. It is not to endure storms, but to choose
the right while they rage.”
Some things we face in life that require spiritual preparation:
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Natural disasters (floods,
earthquakes, fires)
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Chronic illness or disability
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Rejection
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Failure
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Pride and worldliness
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Others bad choices
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Our own bad choices
Interesting on the idea of preparation - in the Book of Mormon,
in Alma we read about all the wars going on. If they weren’t in battle, then
they were making preparations for it.
They were fortifying their cities and protecting them against the enemy.
We have to do the same thing in life / prepare for the battles that will surely
come. Not a matter of “if they come”, but a matter of “when”. We have to fortify our homes against the bad
things of the world.
Poem: THE RACE By Dr. D.H. (Dee)
Groberg
“Quit! Give Up! You’re beaten!” They
shout at me and plead. “There’s just too
much against you now.
This time you can’t succeed.”
This time you can’t succeed.”
And as I start to hang my head In front of failure’s face, My downward
fall is broken by The memory of a race.
And hope refills my weakened will As I recall that scene; For just the
thought of that short race Rejuvenates my being.
II A
children’s race–young boys, young men– How I remember well. Excitement, sure!
But also fear; It wasn’t hard to tell.
They all lined up so full of hope Each thought to win that race. Or tie
for first, or if not that, At least take second place.
And fathers watched from off the side Each cheering for his son. And
each boy hoped to show his dad
That he would be the one.
That he would be the one.
The whistle blew and off they went Young hearts and hopes afire. To win and be the hero there Was each young
boy’s desire.
And one boy in particular Whose dad was in the crowd Was running near
the lead and thought: “My dad will be so proud!”
But as they speeded down the field Across a shallow dip, The little boy
who thought to win Lost his step and slipped.
Trying hard to catch himself His hands flew out to brace, And mid the
laughter of the crowd He fell flat on his face.
So down he fell and with him hope –He couldn’t win it now– Embarrassed,
sad, he only wished
To disappear somehow.
To disappear somehow.
But as he fell his dad stood up And showed his anxious face, Which to
the boy so clearly said, “Get up and win the race.”
He quickly rose, no damage done, –Behind a bit, that’s all–And ran with
all his mind and might To make up for his fall.
So anxious to restore himself –To catch up and to win– His mind went
faster than his legs: He slipped and fell again!
He wished then he had quit before With only one disgrace. “I’m hopeless
as a runner now; I shouldn’t try to race.”
But in the laughing crowd he searched And found his father’s face; That
steady look which said again:
“Get up and win the race!”
“Get up and win the race!”
So up he jumped to try again –Ten yards behind the last– “If I’m to gain
those yards,” he thought, “I’ve got to move real fast.”
Exerting everything he had He regained eight or ten, But trying so hard
to catch the lead He slipped and fell again!
Defeat! He lied there silently –A tear dropped from his eye– “There’s no
sense running anymore; Three strikes: I’m out! Why try!”
The will to rise had disappeared; All hope had fled away; So far behind,
so error prone; A loser all the way.
“I’ve lost, so what’s the use,” he thought “I’ll live with my disgrace.”
But then he thought about his dad
Who soon he’d have to face.
Who soon he’d have to face.
“Get up,” an echo sounded low. “Get up and take your place; You were not
meant for failure here.
Get up and win the race.”
Get up and win the race.”
“With borrowed will get up,” it said, “You haven’t lost at all. For
winning is no more than this:
To rise each time you fall.”
To rise each time you fall.”
So up he rose to run once more, And with a new commit He resolved that
win or lose At least he wouldn’t quit.
So far behind the others now, –The most he’d ever been– Still he gave it
all he had And ran as though to win.
Three times he’d fallen, stumbling; Three times he rose again; Too far
behind to hope to win He still ran to the end.
They cheered the winning runner As he crossed the line first place. Head
high, and proud, and happy;
No falling, no disgrace.
No falling, no disgrace.
But when the fallen youngster Crossed the line last place, The crowd
gave him the greater cheer,
For finishing the race.
For finishing the race.
And even though he came in last With head bowed low, unproud, You would
have thought he’d won the race
To listen to the crowd.
To listen to the crowd.
And to his dad he sadly said, “I didn’t do too well.” “To me, you won,”
his father said.
“You rose each time you fell.”
“You rose each time you fell.”
III And now
when things seem dark and hard And difficult to face, The memory of that little
boy
Helps me in my race.
Helps me in my race.
For all of life is like that race, With ups and downs and all. And all
you have to do to win, Is rise each time you fall.
“Quit! Give up! You’re beaten!” They still shout in
my face. But another voice within me says:
“GET UP AND WIN THE RACE!”
“GET UP AND WIN THE RACE!”
We know that the voice inside that keeps telling us to get up and keep
going is the gift of the Holy Ghost. And
it’s the thought of our loving Father in Heaven, who we will someday return to,
that we know is cheering us on. We
weren’t meant for failure, but life won’t be easy either. We have to persevere and endure through all
of the ups and downs of life. We have
loving parents and families to help us along the way. The Atonement of Jesus Christ allows us to
repent of our sins, to rise when we fall.
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