Don’t Show Off-Just Show Up tank from Cross Training Couture
I have entered a new season of parenting, and to be honest, while I was a little nervous…I wasn’t exactly terrified of the pre-teens.
I have been blessed with a daughter who is a true joy. She is definitely coming into her own when it comes to her growing into who she is. And with every sweet precious girl, a little bit of sass is apparent (she is her mother’s daughter!)
But I can’t complain about her. When she was a precious babe, I would hear from so many well meaning parents who would tell me to just wait until she became a teenager. Just wait. Then I would want to pull my hair out. Then I would agonize over having a daughter.
But, and perhaps this is me being naïve, I don’t think we are in for hard years with our daughter. Our precious Madi. I don’t mean that we are going to go through life bump free. But I don’t think that when she becomes a teenager, life will suddenly become terrible with her.
Being the momma of a daughter is special. Some of us are blessed to have more than one daughter. My daddy had three girls who looked up to him and thought the world of him. Our Daddy was our first knight in shining armor. He was our hero. Madi looks at her daddy and sees a man who loves her unconditionally. The bar is set really high for the special young man who will one day love our daughter and marry her. I am praying for him specifically. I can’t wait for that young man to one day join our family.
But for now, our daughter is ours. She is being raised in our household. We are striving to teach her His word. To cling to what is good. To love others and to serve God with her whole heart and mind and body.
Madi is entering a stage and age groups where the need for attention is real. Showing off, being front and center, being noticed, wanting to be valued…those are real messages that will be vying for my daughter’s attention and for her heart.
So, as her momma, who understands the pull of the world and whose own heart has been pulled and affected, I want her to cling to this:
“That according to the riches of his glory He may grant you to be strengthened with power through His Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith-that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.” Ephesians 3:16-19 ESV
I want her to know who she is and to WHO she belongs to.
My daughter is also an athlete. The shirt she is wearing tonight says “Don’t show off-Just Show Up.”
In the fitness world, it is easy to see how that applies. We show up each day for our workouts. We don’t show off our awesome muscles just because we want to look good. If it is a part of our life, we do it daily, regardless.
As we walk it out with Jesus, we need to show up daily. Christianity is not a cool club to belong to. My daughter will soon see from some of those who don’t share her beliefs that being a Christ follower isn’t so easy. It takes showing up.
I want my daughter ultimately to realize that she doesn’t need to show off in order to gain anyone’s love or approval. With so many things that will be vying for her attention and heart, I want her to instead focus on showing up in the things that matter.
*Show up in love and compassion for her friends that are in need of it, even if she is without words.
*Show up each day in His word, so that she may be empowered by His Holy Spirit and to be guided by Him when she faces decisions she is unsure about.
*Show up in offering grace, even when others withhold it, for God did not withhold His own son from us.
*Show up daily by offering hope found only in Jesus.
*Show up daily as a friend. As a Daughter. As a princess of the King.
She doesn’t need to compete or show off in order to prove how valuable she is. God loves my precious daughter. He loves her more than I do. He wants good for her, He wants to give good gifts to her more than I do.
My job is not to make her life pleasurable and happy. Happy is a by-product. My job as her mother is to raise her to walk with the King and to love Him with her whole heart, mind and soul. That will take the rest of her life, and she will most definitely falter some moments. But grace upon grace and the willingness to run towards Him even in failure, she will learn and grow to fall more in love with Him and fulfill His will.
I can’t wait to see what God does in the life of my beautiful daughter.
Be a Size You,