Not Just About Me

It was my birthday today, May 28.  I am one of those women who really don’t care to make much of my birthday, at least that is how I am now.  I would love to wake up and just keep it like any other day, but my family loves to celebrate me, on this day especially.  I learned a few years ago to let them bless me in this way because it was blessing them and also celebrating their lives.  Let’s face it, it’s no fun when the person you are trying so hard to celebrate is a grump and wishes the day were over. I was just that, a grump. The older I got the more I disliked the day.  Some women are excited at growing older and seeing what comes next, but, well, that is not how I feel.

One year my husband had to have a conversation with me; it was not pleasant.  I was not seeing how my attitude was affecting my family on this day.  I was unpleasant, to say the least, from waking up to going to sleep.  My children were so excited to make me gifts and cards. They would repeat the words, “Happy Birthday, Mom!” to me throughout the day.  They plan a special lunch meal and help their dad pick a gift that they all think I will love.  I should know that they would do the same for me as I do for them when it’s their birthday, but my attitude, well, it just plain sucked.  David said to me one year, “You are killing their spirit by not letting them bless you. They have been trying so hard to make this a special day for you, but you are grumpy and mad. If not for you then make it a good day for them.” Geesh, not a convo you want to have on your birthday.  Mom fail.

While I don’t always want to make a whole day about me, my family loves it.  They want to return blessing that they are given daily by me.  I never have this problem on Mother’s Day. Ain’t that funny? Just something about growing another year older.

I determined myself to make my birthday, from that moment on, about my family.  I want them to be able to celebrate me with their love because through their heart actions they will be showered with blessings from above and that is the greatest blessing, as their wife and mother, to ever see. How we choose to act out our day matters, not just to yourself, but those you are living life with here on this earth.  I know that as a mother to my four gems I am not only their role model, but I am their spiritual mentor as well.  What I do, they see.  What I say, they hear.  How I act, well, that affects them and I want that all to be godly.  I fail at this too, but thank God for grace and mercy, forgiveness and second chances.

Lord, my choices as a mother, friend, sister, and wife make a difference in not just my life.  Help me to always think of others before myself. Guide my steps to lead and my heart to love. When I don’t want to celebrate, give me a heart of thanksgiving and emotions that match. Thank you for loving me even in my human resistance. In Your name, amen.

 Tara DeMaris

Tara, graduate of Crown College, is the mother to four beautiful children.  Together, Tara and her husband, David, and their family make their home in North Pole, Alaska.  Tara is passionate about reaching the hearts of women and young ladies.  She loves to write and teach God's Word.  God put a desire in Tara's heart over seven years ago to start a ministry that reached women and today she has founded Titus II Woman Ministry.  God is showing her miracles and his hand at work every day.
Tara, graduate of Crown College, is the mother to four beautiful children. Together, Tara and her husband, David, and their family make their home in North Pole, Alaska. Tara is passionate about reaching the hearts of women and young ladies. She loves to write and teach God’s Word. God put a desire in Tara’s heart over seven years ago to start a ministry that reached women and today she has founded Titus II Woman Ministry. God is showing her miracles and his hand at work every day.

 


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