I'm Not "Just" Anything

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One of the greatest delights of my heart is being a stay-at-home mom. Watching Sweet A grow up has been one of the most fun and meaningful things I’ve ever done. I loved being a nurse, but it's nothing compared to this.

But still I struggle. If you’re a nurse, or if you know a nurse, you’re probably aware that the phrase “just a nurse” is all too commonly uttered in hospitals and doctors’ offices. It’s as if our education is meaningless; our experience is second-rate; our knowledge isn’t as good, and that’s a hard place to dwell. It’s a daily fight to not incorporate that one little word into your own self-perception. 

I hated being told or made to feel that I was “just” a nurse because, to me, being a nurse was so much more than what met the eye. It was my calling for a time, and I did my best to love my patients well. But still that word-- “just” -- made its way into my vocabulary, and I didn’t work on eradicating it before becoming a mother. Because now I often feel that I’m “just” a mom.

That is a terrible, terrible lie. I am not “just” anything. And neither are you.

At church recently, the service leader opened with Isaiah 61 which is the Messianic prophecy stating that Jesus would come and preach the good news to the poor and proclaim freedom for the captives, etc. He then followed that up with the passage in Luke 4 when Jesus reads the Isaiah 61 passage in the Temple and tells those in attendance that He was the fulfillment of that prophecy. As followers of Christ, we are also harbingers of that freedom. 

We live in a world full of darkness and hurt, and we have the light that can dispel the dark and are anointed to bring healing to that hurt. And, as parents, we are raising the next generation of agents of the freedom that can only be found through Jesus. This is no small thing.

That same Sunday we sang a song called “Spirit Move.” The bridge of this song says, “Come and blow on through; Spirit, move. We’re ready for You. Come and blow on through; come and do what only You can do.” and it struck me as significant that the song says to blow on through. It could have said to blow on in, and we probably would have never batted an eye, but the meaning would have been completely changed. For the Spirit to blow in implies that He is coming in and staying in. Blowing through, on the other hand, reminds us that we were never meant to hoard the Spirit. When He’s blowing through we worship and give our offering, and He responds by coming in and filling, refreshing, and empowering us. And it doesn’t end there! He moves through us and then out into the world, moving us to be the agents of freedom we’re supposed to be!

Whether we encounter hundreds of people each day through our careers and ministries or even if the only people we see on a daily basis are the people that live in our own homes, we have the power to change the world blowing through us. That can be done in a place of employment and in our homes, in our co-workers and in our children, in huge office complexes and in tiny rural neighborhoods, and it starts in us.

Next time you’re tempted to believe that you’re “just” a mom remember that this is a lie. You (and I) are a Mother, an agent of the freedom of the Gospel for our children, our homes, our neighborhoods, and the whole world.

“Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth.” Psalm 127:4