
They are not mine, they are not really mine
not even in the night when they cry out
and I, half-stifled with the need of sleep,
stumble awake and go to quiet them.
Not by my grace or genius have they grown,
nor by my merit did I bring them forth,
nor by that sealed and deep-loved partnership,
the light that crowns them is none of my own.
And in my tempers and my discontents,
when my own devil mutters and is bad,
I must remember still they are not mine,
not even to deny- but wholly Thine.
CHILDREN by Jane Tyson Clement
I think it is so important as a parent to remember the simple truths in this poem. I have many young mom friends and I realize that, sadly, there can be a lot of discouragment in the job. I wish it wasn't that way. I think for some, being a mom comes very naturally, and for others it's a bit more work. I have wonderful friends who fall anywhere on this scale. I think I would place myself somewhere towards the middle but more to the "I Love It, There's Nothing Better In The World" side. I DO love being Caelen's mom. Even when things are not perfect, it doesn't matter, I wouldn't want to be doing anything else with my life. I'm blessed in that way.
But for those of us who are human and get discouraged, how important it is to remember that our children, no matter how old! or how young they are, are not and never were really ours! They belong to the Lord and He has entrusted them to our care for a time. What a job! He loves them more than we ever will, and loves us the same. That is pretty darn amazing if you ask me.