I recently came across a prayer request from a friend on facebook. I took the time to pray for a pastor’s wife in Texas that had been in a serious car accident. I did not know her, but I have a friend from seminary that was close to her. She, her husband, and three-month old son were in a car accident and she was the only one injured. She went home to be with the Lord a few days later. I hurt for this family even though I did not know her personally. Having young children myself I could not imagine leaving them right now. Although Heaven is so real and so wonderful and my soul and spirit long to be in my eternal home, I must admit it scares me to leave my babies.

Four and a half years ago my husband’s best friend, William, was killed instantly in a car accident. He was only twenty-nine years old and his young wife was pregnant with their first child. He and my husband were both called into the ministry and were zealous to preach when given the opportunity. Just a few days before his death, I remember driving down the road thinking that I was so fortunate not to worry about God taking my husband in death since he was just a young preacher. I knew that since God had a calling on his life he was sure to live many years fulfilling his call to preach and minister. It was not until several days after William had died that I remembered having that thought. I knew then that I was placing my security in something other than God.

God has a plan for each of us and it takes faith to live knowing that we do not know what each day holds. As I read on a blog site about the young pastor’s wife that passed away in Texas, I realized how one person’s testimony can impact many people. Her family and closer friends were quoting her from her personal prayer journals. I never realized before that the personal things I do, or don’t do, can become public once I am gone. Family and loved ones will read things I have written in private and see many of my most intimate notes and meditations. Even my checkbook and records will be exposed. What will they all think about me then?

I remember my friend, Williams wife, telling me things he had written in his Bible, notes and other journals. She even knocked on the door one day during his personal time with the Lord just days before his death and when she peeked through the door to tell him something, she witnessed him prostrate. He was laying flat on his face in prayer.

I pray that my life will be one that brings honor and glory to God now while I am alive, and also after my passing. I would like to think that I will be about ninety years old when I go to be with the Lord, after a long life of seeing many grandchildren. I would like to think that all my children and grandchildren would be rummaging through my belongings and see that I did indeed finish the course strong. I may have had failing health and tired hands, but my faith kept young and strong. I pray that at my funeral God’s Word would be preached and the Lord Jesus lifted up, and that my grandchildren would all be saved as a result of their grandmother’s teachings of our Lord Jesus.

This is my earnest prayer for us mothers. May we not give in to today’s sinful desires and stay focused on God and His plan. My prayer is that mothers today will teach their children about a BIG God, and live a life of submission to Him clearly in front of them. My prayer is that mothers will discipline and the lines will be drawn clear and their will be no gray areas. Mothers can be the greatest influence on their children. In today’s ever-changing, God hating society, we must stay true to Him in raising up our next generation to be godly. We are only responsible for the little lambs God has given us to live in our homes, and their little eyes and ears are seeing and hearing our every move.

Lord, please make me a mother like this. Please change me, break me, mold me, and re-make me into the mother that leads my children in Your way. Amen.

“And ye shall teach them your children, speaking of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, when thou liest down, and when thou risest up. ” Duet. 11:19

“Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband [also], and he praiseth her.” Prov. 31:28