PLANNING, PARENTING, AND A GRACIOUS GOD BY WHITNEY TAUL
Look at those two babies, making vows and sealing a covenant with God and each other. They had made big plans. He was going to be in ministry full time. She was going to finish her masters degree but ultimately wants to be a stay-at-home mom. They wanted four kids. They would raise them “in the way that they should go.” She would never let them wear character clothing because that didn’t fit the idea of her picture perfect family. You get it––they were naive. If I could go back 11 years and give these two some advice I think I would say, “Check those expectations at the altar and get ready for a dose of reality!” But they would say, “Oh thank you, but we have this all figured out!” And I would roll my eyes. It is so easy to be idealistic when you’re young. We thought we had control over that plan and path. Bless. Our entire relationship has been a whirlwind. We dated for seven weeks and were engaged. We were married eight months later. Pregnant with our first child on our one year anniversary. Three kids in three years. Career changes, big moves, working mom, and all the character clothes. Those “plans” we had were a pipe dream, and I praise the Lord for that. His plan was better than anything I could have put together. Three babies in three years. x- in our plan. I vividly remember telling Freddy I was pregnant with our third child and he kind of sunk into the couch in the way butter melts on pancakes. Don’t get me wrong, each baby was a cherished blessing but there were times in those early years that I wished myself out of motherhood altogether.
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