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A prayer to help every mother

May 09, 2003|by LISA TEDRICK PREJEAN

Dear Lord,

This Mother's Day I'm not going to ask you to make me a better parent.

You're so generous with my many requests, Lord. How could I ask for more?

I'm only asking that you continue to mold me into the mother that my children need.

I know you've given them to me for a reason, Lord.

You don't make mistakes.

Oh, but I sure do.

Some days I wonder why you've trusted me with two precious little souls to raise.

I love them intently, yet at times I feel like such a failure.

I'm impatient, demanding, indifferent - all the things good mothers are not supposed to be.

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At times I allow my work to become more important than their needs. Guilt gnaws at me so.

You know I write this weekly column, Lord, and I don't feel worthy. I learn so much from the authors, teachers and other parents who talk to me. Just being able to share their wisdom is a privilege.

Help me to heed the advice of others who have gone before me. Let me not use fatigue or stress as excuses for not making the best decisions for my children.

Guide my responses to their seemingly incessant questions and requests. Help me to focus on one at a time. Multi-tasking should be reserved for objects. Children know when they don't have undivided attention.

Why am I in such a hurry, Lord? Why do I rush my children so?

Help me to be still.

Remind me to enjoy these precious little ones. Life is not a checklist waiting to be completed. When the journey has been sweet, the destination will be truly fulfilling.

Lord, I want my children to feel loved, unique, special.

But I don't want them to think they are more loved, more unique or more special than anyone else.

Above all, help them to be kind to others.

Each person on this planet was made for a purpose. Help me teach my children to celebrate others' successes. Help them learn to empathize with people who are hurting.

A true friend is a treasure. Allow them to learn the art of camaraderie.

Let their goals be lofty. May they desire to reach the potential you granted them.

But if they fail, show them what you want them to learn from the experience.

Help them not to become discouraged, but to press on.

Prevent my expectations from frustrating them. Help them see that they will be loved and accepted for who they are - not for what they achieve.

May they work hard to make this world a better place. Help them to make moments count ... because they do.

Lord, you know I cherish the time I've spent with them. I can't believe I've been a mother for more than eight years now. Some days I wish I could go back and relive it all, knowing what I know now. You know all the things I would do differently.

But you gently remind me that I did the best I could with the resources, time and energy you provided.

Your forgiveness overwhelms me. Please heap ample portions of it on my children as well. May they desire to know you and continue learning about your world until the day they die.

Draw me closer to you and continue to guide me. Heaven knows I can't do this relying on my own strength.

Well, Lord, I guess I've asked you for more than my share today. Perhaps you could grant some of these requests and shower them on mothers everywhere.

Then we will all have a truly blessed Mother's Day on Sunday.

Thank you for your loving kindness.

Amen.




Lisa Tedrick Prejean writes a weekly column for The Herald-Mail's Family page. Send e-mail to her at lisap@herald-mail.com.

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