Let’s be honest:
sometimes we torture ourselves because we believe we deserve it or that
it’s the right thing to do. I mean,
shouldn’t I feel bad? After all, my son
isn’t serving a mission.
Our church teaches that all young men should serve a
mission.
We talk about it from the time they are little.
I have a picture of him wearing his “future missionary” name
tag.
He saved nickels and dimes since he was little (and $10’s
and $20’s later on).
We’ve sung, “I Hope They Call Me on a Mission” more times
than I can count.
He memorized all the Articles of Faith.
He knows the principles of the gospel.
We studied Preach My Gospel.
How can I possibly feel OK about his choice not to serve? Does it make me a hypocrite if I feel at
peace since I purposely taught him a different way? If I truly accept his choice, what does that
say about my own testimony?
All of these memories and questions swarming around in my
mind reinforced the idea that I should feel like a failure as a Mormon mom
because my son isn’t serving a mission… until I remembered that my Heavenly
Father doesn’t want me to stay in a place of despair and disappointment; He is
a God of hope and love (and it’s the adversary that wants me to stay mired in
sorrow and grief).
If you’d like to find your way out of the
negative feelings you have because your son isn’t serving a mission, contact me
now at kelly@findpeaceinparenting.com
and we’ll set up a free 20-30 minutes mini-session to see if you would benefit
from my “Find Peace in Parenting” coaching program.
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