Shooting Our Arrows


On Mother’s Day at my church, the women of the leadership team preached about motherhood and gave one word that described their moms:  obedience, discipleship, selflessness, passion, and extravagance.  This was one of those Sundays where I left church feeling greatly moved.

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One of the verses that really stuck out to me was Psalm 127:3-4.  This scripture reads:

Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him.  Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one’s youth.  (NIV)

Children are a blessing from God.  He chose every child to be born to a specific mama for a reason.  We may never know why He chose us to be the mother of the children He gave us, but we have to trust His doing.


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Verse 4 compares the arrows of a mighty man to the children born to God’s people.  God has a plan for these little disciples.  We never know what they are going to grow up to be.  We never know what they are going to accomplish in their lifetime.  We have to just trust that God has a plan for them!  They will become our future movers and shakers!



This comparison between arrows and children was discussed further in church in a way that really spoke to me at this point in my life.  My little guy has already been throwing terrible fits.  He started around 11 months old.  I didn’t expect to see these fits until months later, closer to two years of age.  One point the speaker mentioned was that when we experience these difficult times with our little ones, we need to avoid pointing fingers and calling them naughty, or bad.  Instead, we need to direct our arrows towards where our children are going in the future, just as a “mighty man” would direct his arrow towards where his enemy is going, not where he is right now.  As mothers, we need to be positive and encouraging.  Instead of my son being naughty right now, he is strong-willed, determined, and so incredibly brave.  I have to direct my arrow at where Jonathan is going, not where he is now.

So until next time,

Okie Mom


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