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Raising Arrows


I was reading in Psalm tonight and I came across a scripture that amazed my heart. It stuck with me in a wonderful way. Nathan and I have been slowly readying our home for the blessing we know God is going to give us and Psalm 127:3-5 just reminded me how children are a sweet reward from Him. It also reminds me that when we raise children, we raise arrows. We are raising warriors for God's tribe. We are raising soldiers for God's army. I want to raise arrows. I want to be that mom who equips her children with the love of God and the virtues necessary to be not only efficient, but mighty opponents of the enemy. I want our kids to be ready for anything the world throws at them because their roots will be deeply planted and watered by the Word of God. I want them to not only be reactive, but to be proactive members of the body of Christ. I want their testimonies to shine brighter than the glitz & glam the world uses to lure our youth in. I want them to be effective and sharpened arrows of God.

With this revelation, I wanted something in the nursery to place in front of the glider where I will be feeding my children to remind me of the powerful warrior I hold in my arms and the precious calling God has placed upon my life to help shape that arrow in my quiver, to guide it down the path it should take when it comes times to release it into the world. So of course I turned to Pinterest and it yielded this amazing print (of course no longer available). It did inspire me however to create a word art all my own to display in the nursery (I'll post it when it's completed). 

My search also rendered this really cute tank that I really want when the time comes!!

If you're raising children and haven't thought about the fact that your children are like arrows in your quiver, think about it now. Have you sharpened those arrows with the word of God? Have you treated them like the precious gift they are while preparing them for the war we fight on a daily basis in this world? Have you pointed that arrow in the right direction before you've let it go?
I am so grateful that God is teaching me these lessons early and I will pour over any advice the Bible has to give... and there's still a huge possibility that I'll screw it up (and I probably will). BUT-- I know my God is helping me and guiding me in my journey to becoming a parent and I know that He's impressing these things upon my heart now before I am bombarded with all the diapers and distractions that having a baby brings. This is so important.
I know He is busy molding me into the mom he wants me to be.
And now I know that I want to be a mom that raises arrows.




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