I often think of my children. All but one are inactive in church. Many times I have wondered how can I influence them to come back. All except one has been baptised, this has caused me concern.I pray for the welfare of their souls.
They are good children that love me. I have watched them battle with their own demons. Like most mothers I have wanted to step in and fight their battles for them but cannot. I think this is what Heavenly Father goes through.
The best I can do is to be there to catch them when they fall, support them as they struggle to stand back up. Be there to encourage them as they work their way through, give praise when they succeed.I can always tell them I love them, give counsel when they ask me for it, give a hug even when they didn’t ask for one. Make each one feel as if they are the most important one in my life. See each child as unique individuals for that is what they are. Not be afraid to show my gratitude and if a tear should fall in the process, instead of choking it back, let it fall. I think tears are exclamation points to our emotions.
When I leave this earth, I hope they will remember me not for my own shortcomings and faults but as a mother who truly loved her children.