Confessions of a Mom ...

It's possible that you may not know that Jonathan rarely stops talking.    At first glance, he is not the most obvious choice of the non-stop talker.  He's not the most outgoing, nor the most intellectual, nor is he the most cuddly of my 4 children ... however ... he is the most energetic of the 4.  Perhaps that is why he talks so much.  He stays in his room each morning until he hears me rattling around in the kitchen, and his talking starts before he is even half-way down the stairs.  I am convinced that he starts thinking about what he is going to say long before he sees me, and he starts talking to me as soon as he sees me.  It's probably worthwhile to mention that he was almost 2 years old before he said his first word.  We used to wonder if he was ever going to talk.  Now, it's quite the opposite.

So, here is my confession.
I often think to myself:  "Jonathan, please stop talking. You have said 2000 more words than you needed to say" - and then I think more emphatically - "JUST STOP TALKING - I CAN'T TAKE IT ONE MORE SECOND!"
Then, when I hear Rich chuckling in the background, I realize that ... I actually said it out loud.

Consider this sentence:  I need water.  It's short, concise, and it's all you need to know, right?  Jonathan may mean that he needs water, but 3 words is not enough for him.  He will say that very same thing using about 100 words.  Once he gets to the end of whatever it is he is saying ... I most often don't have any idea what he means anymore.  The danger that I fall into is that I can easily become disengaged and not hear him at all anymore.  Jonathan loves to talk.  He loves to be heard.  I have to make special time for him to be heard.  I need to teach him to talk and be heard appropriately.  It may seem to me and others that I am always in the "training room".  Well, indeed I am always in that "training room" in this season of my life!

I imagine that I am not alone in this.  In fact, I think it's more common than one would think.  I bet that you have a talker like this in your family.  If you don't, I am sure you have a confession of another sort that I would love to hear.  So, this is your chance to leave me with your confession in the comment section of this post and I will pray for you.   Being a Mom is hard work.  Being a Mom who desires more than anything else to capture my child's heart for Jesus and point them to a fully devoted relationship with the Lord and Savior can at times seem insurmountable ... especially in light of my own lack of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, gentleness, and self-control that creeps up at times. My desire is to be a woman who encourages other moms with the following scripture:
Galations 6:9
⁹ And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.


How can I pray for you?