There’s a lot to be guilty with. We, working moms who’s supposed to be with our kids taking care of them, teaching them, guiding them has to work long hours away from them. We, who are supposed to be there for our husbands to cook for them, to prepare their clothes, to give them support and care are there in the office burying ourselves with work.
We all know the feelings of looking at our children’s report card and blaming ourselves if it’s too low. We all know the feelings when we are to leave a sick child in bed because we have works to do—works that we need to do because we need money to pay this month’s bill. We all know the feelings when we can’t be there during our children’s special event in school. We all know the feelings when a child ask, “Mama, when will you be with us?” or “Mommy, I’ve been here waiting for you to come home,” when you return late at night.
Heart wrenching, mind wracking guilt but then again it is far more saddening to see our children die in hunger and poverty. It is far more heart breaking to see them envy other children and grow in self-pity knowing in their hearts that their parents did not do something to provide for them.
The Bibles says, “But if anyone does not provide for his relatives, and especially for members of his household, he has denied the faith and is worse than an unbeliever.”
Working moms, I believe that underneath the guilt is a glittering motives. Motives that only us and the open minded people can understand.
Because we are the only one who sees the reality that sometimes our husbands cannot carry the financial obligations alone. We are not blind or callous enough to just let our husband’s low salary keep us afloat during bad times when we have the capacity to help them.
We feel the need to be the help meet… God says, “It is not good that the man should be alone, I will make him a help meet for him.”
That help meet is you.
So don’t be defeated by guilt. Do not let it eat all the best dreams you have for your family. After all, God who gave you your present circumstances is the same God who understand and who holds your future.
This week here’s my Haiku poem for you…
Guilt – a harsh wind blows
Will not defeat great motives
Of mom’s strong soul
Anchored by the strength
And understanding of God
A working mom soars
High among the stars
And fall, like a dancing leaf
Swaying in the air