I love being a mom…usually. (How’s that for honesty?)
Watching my kids grow up is fun
and frustrating. Exciting and
excruciating. Awesome and
awful. Sacred and scary.
The first day of each new school
year brings the familiar, “Ya gotta know your bus number. Don’t forget it. That’s how you’ll get back home,
okay?” I showed them the billboard
they had to wear around their neck that said their name and bus number. They nodded as if they were listening
to me. They made it home.
In a cruel twist of fate, days
after my husband and I serenaded our boys with, “8-6-7-5-3-0-9” from the 1982
hit song Jenny, we determined it was
time they learn their home phone number.
I’ll let you take one guess as to what they said their home phone number
You guessed correctly,“8-6-7-5-3-0-9”.
This charming phase lasted for oh,
only about six months.
I love being a mom, usually,
I stepped up on my soap box and
declared, “Kids, this is serious.
Ya gotta know your numbers.
It’s not funny. What if you
get lost? Ya gotta know your
With a prayer and the help of the
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star ditty,
my kids now know their home phone number.
I love being a mom, usually.
It only took, what felt like,
forever for them to learn their address.
But they did. Then we
moved. And, we’re still in
I love being a mom, usually.
“Know your numbers” has been an
important theme pressed into my children.
Two summers ago, I knew they needed some new numbers. These new numbers would also help them,
when they needed help finding their way.
The new numbers were Bible verses.
That summer we (and I do mean
we) memorized eight scriptures. We
started with the most important one, John 3:16, “For God so loved the world
that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not
perish but have eternal life.” We
moved onto other ones like, “A friend loves at all times.” Proverbs 17:17
This past year, I’ve also started
to show them how, to not just know the numbers, but how to look them up in the
Lysa TerKeurst wrote, “My goal
should never be to raise kids that make me look good. My goal should be to raise kids who love God and spend their
lives making His goodness known in their corner of the world.”
In order to know God and make
God known, my kids are going to need to know their numbers. They’re going to need to know what
numbers to call up when they’re scared or happy or lonely or sick or trying to
deal with their parents. I want my
kids to be physically safe. So I
taught them their home phone, the garage door key code and in time, they’ll
know their home address again. I
also want my kids to be spiritually safe too. And they’ll need to “know their numbers”.
Have I mentioned lately that I
love being a mom?
What numbers do you want to
teach your kids this summer?
writing has appeared in Proverbs 31 Ministry, P31 Woman magazine. In
her free time she can be found encouraging numerous MOPS group in the
northern Virginia area on the "Colorful Art of Friendship - Allowing
God to Paint the Masterpieces" and MOPS leaders on "Being a Bright
Steph can be found blogging at www.encouragedinheart.org or on Facebook at Stephanie Fink or on her Facebook page Encouraged in Heart - Stephanie Fink. She loves big hair, big cups of coffee and big bear hugs.
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