Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Children are an heritage of the Lord

A couple weekends ago was the General Conference of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.  Such an uplifting weekend.  I love how strong the Spirit is as I listen to the Lord's prophets and apostles teach us.

One of the talks that stood out to me was My Heart Pondereth Them Continually by Devin G. Durrant.  Specifically  his invitation to ponderize the scriptures.

What on Earth is ponderize?  Devin G. Durrant says:
"I invite you to “ponderize”3 one verse of scripture each week. The word ponderize is not found in the dictionary, but it has found a place in my heart. So what does it mean to ponderize? I like to say it’s a combination of 80 percent extended pondering and 20 percent memorization.
There are two simple steps:
First, choose a verse of scripture each week and place it where you will see it every day.
Second, read or think of the verse several times each day and ponder the meaning of its words and key phrases throughout the week."

While listening to his talk about studying the scriptures I felt impressed that this is something I need to focus on doing.  Shortly after that my mind was turned to the subject of families.  Specifically the role of parenting.  This has been on my mind a lot this year.

I felt I needed to start off with a paragraph from The Family: A Proclamation to the World.

This is the paragraph I was drawn to:
Husband and wife have a solemn responsibility to love and care for each other and for their children. “Children are an heritage of the Lord” (Psalm 127:3). Parents have a sacred duty to rear their children in love and righteousness, to provide for their physical and spiritual needs, and to teach them to love and serve one another, observe the commandments of God, and be law-abiding citizens wherever they live. Husbands and wives—mothers and fathers—will be held accountable before God for the discharge of these obligations.

Later I realized it was the scripture that I needed to focus on.

Psalm 127:3 "Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward."

Before pondering/studying this scripture, if you asked me what heritage meas I wouldn't have been able to tell you.  So I looked it up.
Heritage: 
1. a special or individual possession; an allotted portion
2. an inheritance

I love the images this verse brings to my mind after reading these definitions.  Children are a gift from the Lord.  Something that was/is His, that He is entrusting to Zach and I.  This isn't something to be taken lightly.  It is a serious task we have been given.  Much we are asked to teach our children. 

I came to the difficult realization I was treating my children more like burdens.  All I saw was all the extra work they put on my plate.  The messes.  The dirty diapers.  Lots of laundry, Etc.  I wasn't treating them like the amazing gifts they are.

I wasn't paying attention to the joy in their eyes when outside playing.

I wasn't paying attention to their efforts to help, I just saw it as more for me to go back and fix.

I wasn't seeing their love for each other, I just paid attention to their fighting.

I wasn't seeing, or learning, the lessons only these two, sweet, busy boys could teach me.  No other kids in the world could teach me exactly what these two are teaching me.

Boy was that realization a hard pill to swallow.

I have been trying so hard to see my children as the wonderful, amazing, irreplaceable loving gifts they are.  Some of the best gifts my Father in Heaven has given to me.

I have been trying so hard to yell less.  Every yelling moment is a teaching moment, if I remember to stay calm.

I have been trying to better see the joy and triumph in their eyes when they make a new discovery/learn a new lesson.

I love how well these boys play together.  When the other isn't around (Wyler in school or James down for naps) they ask so many times where the other is, and how soon they will be available to play with.

These boys are so very quick to forgive.  They can be hitting and fighting one moment, and the next trying to entertain/free the instigator who was put in time out.  They are so quick to forgive and love on me after I get mad at them.  Something I need to learn to do more often.

I am trying to leave my electronics off, and not on my person, so that I can be more fully present for them.  The delight in their eyes when I get down on the floor and play with them is priceless (and at almost 34 weeks pregnant it is rare for me to get on the floor with them).

There are countless other lessons I have learned from watching my boys.  Far too many to list here.  And every day I see/learn more.

These boys of mine are truly a priceless gift.

It is a fact I need to remind my self of daily (sometimes multiple times daily).  It is so easy to just see the negative in life (don't know why, but it seems so much easier to focus on the negative... seems the whole world is like that).  So easy to just see everything as annoying, tiring, mundane work.

But the more I work towards seeing the good, beautiful, positive things around me, the easier it gets.  The beauty starts to outshine the negative.