Parents Do You Know

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Parents, Do You Know?

There is a Christmas song I’ve heard a few times entitled “Mary Did You Know?”  It asks Mary, the Mother of Jesus if she knew who her Son was and what his life meant to the world and to her.

This song got me thinking about parents, mostly myself, and how much we know about our children: the people they become and the people they will affect.

None of us will be the parents of the next Jesus, but we are parents of someone made in God’s image.  If you look closely in your child’s eyes you can see God.  You could be holding the next John the Baptist, or Gandhi, or the nice person with the kind words and the warm blanket helping in the neighborhood soup kitchen.

As this child’s parent, you’ll experience many of the same pains and the same joys that Mary experienced.  We can’t stop their trials and as parents we will feel every little nail in their path just as Mary felt every hammer blow as they nailed her son to the cross.  We will share their every joy as Mary felt the joy when her son rose from the dead.

Mary is the model of parenting.  She knew what her son was destined to be and yet she did nothing to stop it. In fact she did everything she could to ensure he was on God’s path.  She risked shame and humiliation to do God’s work and give birth to his son.  Then she watched as her son was persecuted by the people he was sent to save.

Like Mary, we can’t stop our children’s trials.  We must watch as they stumble and fall on the path and trust that God will lift them up to continue on their paths.  As parents we must have faith that God will care for our children.  God will gird our children in the armor of faith and carry them through their trials.

Mary placed herself and her son in God’s loving hands.  She knew that she had to let her son do God’s work.  The gift that God had given her she had to return to God as a gift of thanks and praise.

God has given us an awesome responsibility with his gift, but with God’s help we are up to the task.  We will feel Mary’s pain and we will feel her joy and like her we must never lose our faith.

Because of her faith, Mary, kissed the face of God and because of Mary, as parents we also kiss the face of God each time we kiss our child.  Every time we hold them in our arms or wipe their tears away, we are doing it for God.

Our children are ours for only a short time, yet they are God’s forever.  As Mary so lovingly did, so must we by returning our gifts of children to God as gifts of love and praise.

Our children are made in the image of God as Jesus was.  God knew Jesus’ destiny and knows the destiny of each of our children.  We should raise them as God’s children, just as Mary raised Jesus as God’s child.  Then we have given and received the ultimate Christmas gift, God’s Children.

Blessed Christmas to you all,

 

Christina Weigand

Two Callings: One God

Christina (Helgerman) Weigand & Cheryl Helgerman

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Two Callings: One God

Consider your own calling, brothers. Not many of you were wise by human standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. Rather, God chose the foolish of the world to shame the wise, and God chose the weak of the world to shame the strong, and God chose the lowly and despised of the world, those who count for nothing to reduce to nothing those who are something, so that no human being might boast before God. (1 Corinthians 1:26-29)

Recently I have been researching St. Andrew, St. Peter’s younger brother and the first apostle Jesus called. As I did my research on September 21, another pair of siblings crept into my mind. They were my sister Cheryl and I.

Twenty-three years ago on September 20 my younger sister died.

I was the oldest. In spite of that, she always seemed to be more suited to be the oldest. If you look at those studies showing traits associated with birth order, she had all the firstborn traits, even bordering on only child. I, on the other hand, placed lower on the birth order chart.

She did many things first as we grew up: she was the first to get a bra, the first to get a driver’s license, the first to date my husband, the first to go to college, the first travel the world, and the first to go home to God.

I felt for a long time that she was my parent’s favorite. I was envious of all that she accomplished that I was afraid to even try.

We grew up, and I got married and had a family. Cheryl joined the Air National Guard (much to Dad’s joy) and traveled the world.

We stayed in touch, but didn’t have that day-to-day, “I know what’s going on in your life” connection. It looked as if she had it all.

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Cheryl knew many people and touched many lives. I don’t know for sure how she touched those lives. I vaguely remember hearing about a church connection in Alaska, where she was living when she died.

Whatever those connections, God believed she fulfilled her mission on earth and called her home that fateful day in 1989.

Meanwhile I traveled nowhere, married, had a home and children, and overall led a boring, complacent life. Or at least I thought so.

While Cheryl was in the foreground fulfilling God’s purpose, and I’m sure He had some purpose even if I don’t know what, I was in the background being prepared for mine.

Like Peter and Andrew, Cheryl and I had very distinct and different personalities. God chose each one of us because of those traits and in His time and His way has used them to further His message on earth.

Cheryl, like Peter, was a bright, shining billboard, with some rough edges that, when smoothed and polished, drew people to her and then to God. Both Cheryl and Peter made mistakes and stumbled, but drove straight ahead not fearing the risks, becoming bright stars for God.

I, like Andrew, am more cautious, pulling back and contemplating before I dive in. My light is slower to shine and sometimes may even be missed. But when it is realized, it shines as brightly for God.

God chooses all of us, whether a bright flash-in-the-pan or a slow starter He is molding you, working through you to achieve His glorious ends.

P.S. I didn’t mention in the article but my sister’s favorite holiday was Thanksgiving. So from my sister Cheryl and my family may you have a blessed Thanksgiving and a faith filled Advent as we anticipate the birth and life of our Lord Jesus.

All For the Glory of God

Christina Weigand