More than I can begin to imagine.

 I think discovering God's word with my kids on a consistent basis is one of the coolest things ever.

I didn't grow up going to church with my family nor studying the Bible. Yet God put a path to himself before me and I chose to follow. Point being you don't have to grow up in a godly home to find God. So I don't feel pressured to make sure my children know the God who fashioned them in my womb. I know God will set his path before them with or with out help from me. However, I having been & being on the receiving end of God's love, grace, mercy and blessing can not help but share the good news with others. Jesus saves, and oh how He loves. Sharing that is my very passion. Who better to share it with that everyone I know, starting first with my own little family?

I don't see myself being responsible for what my children ultimately decide. To follow or not. It's for their choosing, I'm so thankful that God knows the heart. But I do feel responsible for putting my children in front of the open door of God's word.

I sometimes wonder what will come of all this. I gave these kids to God while they were in my womb and continually find myself doing so as the months turn into years. I mess up as a mom, and it crushes me sometimes, but somehow I have wonderful, wonderful children. Praise God, as bright and warm as the sun on a mid-summer's day is the deep assurance I feel from God that these children are in his grip and loved by Him more than I can begin to imagine.