Speak the Truth in Love

mother and baby

When I had my first child, my mother and my mother-in-law both kind of went ga-ga. They were enraptured with this little boy that God had given us.

It was a challenging time for us all as we learned new roles and responsibilities. Mothers know best, right? But which mother: you, me, or her? There were a few hurt feelings, a few misunderstandings, a lot of hugs, and I’m sorry’s. We came through it mostly unscathed.

I didn’t understand the grandmothers’ enthusiasm until my mom made some kind of comment years later like, “Becoming a grandmother is the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.”

Me: More than becoming a mother?

Nanna: Oh yes, much greater than that.

Well, between you and me, I don’t totally “get” that. I think being a mom to my kids is pretty remarkable. I can’t imagine anything beating that experience.

I mean, I love my kids more than life itself. When each was still in my womb, I prayed and pleaded with God to spare the life growing inside me, to bring him to term, to give him a strong body, a strong heart, a strong mind. I’d like to think that, if pressed, I would trade my life for my child’s.

What could be deeper or more amazing than that?!

Speak the Truth in Love

The love and the correction that I give to my kids is, of course, then bathed in that deep mother love. When I’m disciplining one of my children, showing him or her the right path to take, instead of the one he or she is on, it’s because of that love.

Because I love their lives more than my own, I want things to go well for them. I want them to make wise choices and do great things, because, well, they’re pretty awesome people.

A month or so ago, I realized, after having corrected one or more of my children, that they have no context for this. Just as I have no context for understanding grandmother love, they have no frame of reference for the love of a mother. They simply cannot see their lives from my perspective. It’s inconceivable. They are children, not parents. (I’m not even sure other adults would get it unless they are parents.)

They can’t know the depths of our love.

Likewise, they don’t receive our criticisms in the context that we’re sending them. When I say, “Don’t do that,” they don’t know the message is sent enveloped in “I love you more than life itself, why are you being foolish? Choose this better way so that it will may go well for you. I see your potential. I know what a magnificent person you are. Live to your potential.”

Instead they see and hear criticism. Along with that comes self-doubt and a world of negative self-speech. You know the drill:

I really blew it.

I’m no good.

I’ll never succeed.

I’ll never be good at anything.

Speak the Truth in Love

Since they can’t fully comprehend our motivations or know that our hearts are just bursting with love for them, we have to wrap our words in kindness, in gentleness, in encouraging words, and positive affirmations.

I’m not talking about false praise. I’m not talking about the modern buzz word of self-esteem. I’m talking about making sure our kids know who they are:

Children need to be corrected. They need to know when they err and how to change that action in the future.

But, they need to know the truth in love. This is how they truly grow. This is how they listen to our instruction. This is how they choose the right path.

Make sure they know your love for them, then nudge them in the right way to go.

Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of people in their deceitful scheming. Instead, speaking the truth in love, we will grow to become in every respect the mature body of him who is the head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.  – Ephesians 4:14-16

Speak the truth in love today, Mama.

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  1. MomofTwoPreciousGirls says:

    They may not feel it or know what we feel like but they have an understanding. I have a very feisty (that’s the nice word I can use) girl that is almost six. When we discipline her we make sure to explain what she did wrong but also it’s the behavior we are unhappy about not her as a person.

    Her younger sister is not feisty but when I say “you can have the cookie AFTER you eat dinner” she immediately gets emotional and tells me I’m a mean mom! She’s only four…oy!

    When this happened one day in the car the olders sister turned to her little sister and said “That’s her job. She’s the mom and she loves us but sometimes she has to be mean. She just trying to potect us.” And yesterday same sister said “LISTEN to YOUR MOTHER” when I was trying to get them to pick up! She gets me and I’m so glad she does!

  2. When I became a mom, I felt such powerful love. It gave me a super-powered strength I never felt before. It was overwhelming, miraculous, a gift from God, the most amazing thing ever!! And when I became a grandma – Wow – it is so super awesome to have such tiny, perfect little angels in my life! Mom and Grandma are very similar but slightly different roles. The love is so very deep in both situations. But the perspective has changed. As a mom, you have so, so much work to do because God has given you the task of helping one of His babies grow up. As a mom you are focused on learning your new job and doing it the best you can to be a ‘good and faithful servant’. As a grandma, your role shifts. You are not as consumed by doing the work, you are more able to enjoy the perfection God already supplied. There’s a little bit more freedom, joy, and ‘knowing’.

  3. Good words for this momma. Thank you.

  4. Nicely said! I find myself being too hard on my kids and forgetting that they don’t know I am doing it out of love all the time. We make a point that multiple times of the day to randomly say we love our kids.

  5. Thank you for this wonderful reminder; well written and thoughtful. I am thinking I need to remember to praise adults too!

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