When the helmet of salvation meets the work of motherhood.

This post is part of a series I am writing about The Armor of God. If you’d like to see the rest of it, this post is a great place to start.

The Helmet of Salvation.

In Ephesians 6:17, Paul mentions a helmet of salvation.

He was comparing our salvation to the helmets Roman soldiers wore during battle. Of course there’s no need to explain how important this piece of armor was; a helmet could mean the difference between life and death.

Our spiritual helmets give us hope, and protect our minds from anything that can destroy our spirits.

The other day I was talking to a friend about how exhausting it is to be tuned in to our kids needs, all day, every day. If I’m not attempting to get my oldest to be kind to his brother, I’m teaching my middle child the importance of not interrupting mommy every. single. time. I talk to someone. Or I’m trying to convince my toddler that it’s inappropriate to dump boxes of uncooked pasta all over the kitchen floor. She refuses to see my side of things.

More often though, I’m having to guide all three of them at once! It makes me wonder how all of you moms of 4 or more survive!

This job never stops. I am constantly going, constantly tuned in to what is happening around me. And for my introvert brain, this is exhausting.

Sometimes I wonder if my kids will ever learn to get along. I wonder if I’m up to the task of raising them.

Do you ever want to check out and deal with the mess later?

Or do you ever lose it? Do you find that your last button has been pushed, the end of your rope has come and gone and you’re just done?

I have been there. That is familiar territory for me. I’ve felt the frustration, exhaustion, anxiety, discouragement, even bitterness. The things that can destroy a mom’s spirit; they’re all familiar territory for me.

But something changed. These days, I am happy to say that my visits to the lands of “checked-out” and “losing-it” are happening far less often than they used to.

So, what changed?

My perspective.

Instead of seeing motherhood through the eyes of a tired mom,

I am seeing my motherhood through my Salvation.

I’m seeing my work through they eyes of a Father who humbled himself and gave his life for me, so that I can know Him, the peace, the grace, the love, that I can only know because of Him.

“But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ – by grace you have been saved – and raised us up with Him and seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the coming ages He might show the immeasurable riches of His grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus.” (Eph. 2:4-7, ESV)

We are seated in heavenly places.

What does this mean?

What if you were able to watch yourself and your day unfold from Christ’s perspective? Like physically, you were still there, living life with your kids, but your spirit was sitting next to Christ, watching everything you did? What if, as you sat there watching, He would whisper to you the things you needed to hear right in the moment, and you had His wisdom, his encouragement, his guidance to help you through all of the little and big events of the day.

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Do you think you would do things differently?

Would it change the way you see your kids misbehavior, tantrums, fights, or messes?

That’s what it means to be seated in heavenly places. We aren’t just part of this world, part of the day in and day out, the mess, the noise, the drama. We are seated with Him, in Him. And we are part of something bigger.

And it changed the way I see motherhood.

Because instead of seeing myself, my kids, or my day from my perspective, from the perspective of this world, I put on my helmet of salvation, and began to see motherhood through His eyes.

What a privilege, that of all the things I have to teach my kids day in and day out,

I get to teach them about Him.

So when they take turns coming to me at midnight, 2, and 4 in the morning, I pick up my helmet of salvation and I remember His sacrifice for me. I remember the gentleness and patience he has shown me. And His strength is what gets me through a tired day.

When they fight and come to me for in anger, I remember the love and mercy He has shown me, and thank Him for the privilege of extending it to them. And His love softens my heart.

While reminding them to consider others by picking up after themselves, and being kind to one another, instead of getting discouraged, I remember that the love and compassion He has for the world is so much bigger than I can ever feel. And I thank Him that His spirit is right there with me, teaching and guiding them.

And on those days when my humanity takes over and I forget that I am seated with Him, when I parent out of my frustration, exhaustion, or discouragement, instead of giving up hope, I remember His forgiveness, and I ask them for theirs. So that they know what forgiveness is.

Because one day, they will pick up their own helmets of Salvation.

Does putting on your Helmet of Salvation change the way you respond to your work as a mom?

Do you want to read more about the Armor of God, and how it helps us fight spiritual warfare in our personal lives? I highly recommend the book Victory in Spiritual Warfare by Tony Evans. (Affiliate link)

When the Helmet of Salvation meets the work of Motherhood. How the Armor of God can equip us to raise disciples of Christ.

 

 

 

 

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