The fear came back. I heard several lessons this past week about raising our sons to be spiritual leaders in the church. These new generations are seriously lacking boys that will make good leaders. I walked away feeling the heaviness of these lessons. I feel the responsibility of the future on my shoulders, as well I should. We have lost so many congregations because the leadership did not take their role seriously. They did not take God seriously. I want to raise a son that will walk with God and put the church first. If my son desires to be an elder as a young man, it will help him make spiritual decisions as he grows and I am the person that will point his way! I want the church to grow. I see her declining. I see her congregations forgetting their purpose. I want a son that will keep her going towards God long after I leave this world. Do you see how important this is? I was scared of this responsibility!
Then I was reminded that I am not doing this alone. My husband stands before me and I see a man full of desire to please His Maker. A man whose life is dedicated to the Lord and His church. He IS a spiritual leader and he is always growing. There is no one better prepared to raise a son than this man. He will not only teach Noah doctrine and commands, he will teach him to be a gentleman, to not be haughty, a good work ethic, the list goes on and on. A sense of calm came over me. I knew things would fall into place as I figured out this little guy still growing inside me, but now I'm not afraid. How silly of me to completely overlook such an obvious answer. God answered my prayer long ago and I was too busy worrying to see it. I have learned my lesson.
